Judah Weston – Toe on the Gas (Lyrics & Video)

Toe on the Gas – Judah Weston Lyrics

Toe on the gas, bitch, I'm tryna fill up

Baby, why you tripping?

Baby, why you tripping?

I said "bitch, I'm chillin', bitch, I'm chillin'"

Said "baby, why you tripping?"

Baby, why you tripping?

I said "bitch, I'm chillin, bitch, I'm chillin'"

Ra Ta Dia

All these dicks is my fetus

Hit him with the mic twice

So I told him, "Beat it, beat it"

Put your hands back, I don't need it

When my plans pushed back, yeah, I proceeded, proceeded

When we in the car, move fast, fast

Pull up 140 on the dash

This music makes you wanna crash

God didn't plan for what I had in the past

Ra Ta Dia

Baby, why you tripping?

Baby, why you tripping?

I said "bitch, I'm chillin', bitch, I'm chillin'"

Said "baby, why you tripping?"

Baby, why you tripping?

I said "bitch, I'm chillin', bitch, I'm chillin'"

Toe on the gas, bitch, I'm tryna fill up

God didn't plan for the miscarriage

God didn't plan for me to almost die

I look back and cry, 'cause why, why, why, why, why?

Why did God make me do it?

I know that I'm smart, why the teachers think I'm stupid?

I know that I can, why they make me feel useless?

I'm in the club with like 800 blue strips, bitch

Baby, why you tripping?

Baby, why you tripping?

I said "bitch, I'm chillin, bitch, I'm chillin'"

Said "baby, why you tripping?"

Baby, why you tripping?

I said "bitch, I'm chillin, bitch, I'm chillin'"

Toe on thе gas, bitch, I'm tryna fill up

Do your dance and slide to the right

Put your hands up and wavе 'em while I talk to the mic

My momma is the craziest, I'm barkin', no bite

I'ma buy my momma a crib so she can sleep tight

I remember robbin' the crib and thinkin' it's a'ight

Remember robbin' the crib and thinkin' it's a'ight

I remember robbin' the crib and thinkin' it's a'ight

Ra Ta Dia

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