Lyrics M.I.M.E x The LJ - Push the Gas, PT. II

Push the Gas, PT. II Lyrics – M.I.M.E x The LJ

Singer: M.I.M.E x The LJ
Title: Push the Gas, PT. II

40’s on the pedal, i’m focused (know this)
Rollin’ with a couple of my soldiers (horses)
We got hp like sauces (sauce)
Now she wanna ride like horses (horses)

Peanut butter seats, said; skippy
Comin’ for the ride, get trippy
Goin’ for the dibby
Did it for the team, all winning

Now i got width like diddy
Talkin’ ’bout porches, beamers, rovers
Turn a hooky to a benzo
I’ve been skirtin’, skirtin’, skirtin’

Switchin’ lanes and smokin’ ango, (that’s on god!)
First thing i do when i got mine was tint the windows
Drop the top, push the gas and feel the wind blow
Bein’ bailed from a chevy

Sports mode, make it gut spaghetti
And my breads real long so the cuts spaghetti
That’s three-hundred on the dash
Barely see me as i pass

Time is money so i’m always goin’ fast life
I- i ain’t move slow, live the fast life
Roll in the dark so i never need a flashlight
f#ck out my way on the road

Foot on the gas and i’m loud on the blow, like…
They know how to live it, i’m ahead of ’em
I ain’t even lookin’, i be playin’ with them veterans
Never switch lanes, roll planes, rip the sediment

Never ask for lames, small brains and it’s evident
Rip four 40s, make your b#tch my shorty
In a house like corry, in her mouth like ‘sorry’
Yeah, i’m blessed (blessed)

Yeah, tell ’em who’s next
We know what’s coming, i stress, like..
f#ck up my day, y’all ain’t done sh#t so it’s makin’ me sick
Grindin’ my gears so i’m throwin’, i’m shiftin’

Trying to shake but they stuck on my stick
f#ck with my clique, f#ck with my b#tch
Bullets gon’ fly if you stuck in a ditch
Tell i’m not playin’ no more, i’m ready for war

If you f#ck with my soldiers, get it, brahh! (drama)
40’s on the pedal, i’m focused (know this)
Rollin’ with a couple of my soldiers (horses)
We got hp like sauces (sauce)

Now she wanna ride like horses (horses)
Peanut butter seats, said; skippy
Comin’ for the ride, get trippy
Goin’ for the dibby

Did it for the team, all winning
Now i got width like diddy
Talkin’ ’bout porches, beamers, rovers
Turn a hooky to a benzo

I’ve been skirtin’, skirtin’, skirtin’
Switchin’ lanes and smokin’ ango, (that’s on god!)
First thing i do when i got mine was tint the windows
Drop the top, push the gas and feel the wind blow

Random bullets, run it up, i’ma push the pedal
Gotta match the speed in the amg and the benzo
Got a lot of weed in the n-16, that’s a felony
I ain’t tryna be a n#gg#, rockin’ orange jumpsuits

’cause you know i do it like ’12 (f#ck ’em!)
They can go to hell
Pedal to the metal, let the lord prevail
n#gg#s walkin’ up on my steps from the blueprint

But they trip and fall on the shoes from my shoeprint
Feel like i’m {?} from {?} everything feel so lucid
Said that you vibe then my n#gg# you gotta prove it
Uh, rockin’ up like i’m ’bout to use a pool stick

You wearin’ no diamonds, that sh#ts a {?}
{?}, rollin’ up a cigar and talkin’ ’bout no cubans
b#tch, talk to me nice, don’t wanna see me lose it
I do the dash on my way to the bank

n#gg#, i push the gas, number one, you a last
See the lights in my rear view, there not peelin’ fast
Sippin’ on a good {?}, but i fill the glass
If they catch up to me then they gon’ raise my wrath

I got this machine with a scope in the back
Could even blame me, i came up in the trap
One hand on the wheel, other hand on the strap
40’s on the pedal, i’m focused (know this)

Rollin’ with a couple of my soldiers (horses)
We got hp like sauces (sauce)
Now she wanna ride like horses (horses)
Peanut butter seats, said; skippy

Comin’ for the ride, get trippy
Goin’ for the dibby
Did it for the team, all winning
Now i got width like diddy

Talkin’ ’bout porches, beamers, rovers
Turn a hooky to a benzo
I’ve been skirtin’, skirtin’, skirtin’
Switchin’ lanes and smokin’ ango, (that’s on god!)

First thing i do when i got mine was tint the windows
Drop the top, push the gas and feel the wind blow (vroom!)
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