Push it
Hit the gas tank
We gon put in work for the cash, cash
Push it
I'm with the gang gang
Trigga on the line like what's the plan, plan
And I got a plan
I'm the f*cking man
Ain't no way round it n***a this is Gods plan
Push it
Hit the gas tank (hit the gas)
Money on the move get the strap yeah
I don't go out for the digits
I just been hustling digits
That's just the life I've been living
Wait till I start making a killin
Ain't Got no mess in my vision
Stay getting goals that you are setting
You listen?
Bars got em feeling prison
I want the cheese
I wanna eat
I want the bread
Don't play till I'm fed
Stacking up bands, Clean up yo hands, I don't want dirty money
Even tho my lifestyle look dirty money
Push it
Hit the gas tank
We gon put in work for the cash, cash
Push it
I'm with the gang gang
Trigga on the line like what's the plan, plan
And I got a plan
I'm the f*cking man
Ain't no way round it n***a this is Gods plan
Push it
Hit the gas tank (hit the gas)
Money on the move get the strap yeah
Can't shake these haters of my back
I'm like the Pied Piper with the rats
I guess these n***s never got the memo
I stay winning that's fax
Yeah that's fax thats that mail
Got em bitter, bitting nails
What's next for the Don, what that shit that he on
Getting deads, sick as meds
Yeah I said it, yeah I did
I'm the man, I'm the man, they got money on head
Push it
Hit the gas tank
We gon put in work for the cash, cash
Push it
I'm with the gang gang
Trigga on the line like what's the plan, plan
And I got a plan
I'm the f*cking man
Ain't no way round it n***a this is Gods plan
Push it
Hit the gas tank (hit the gas)
Money on the move get the strap yeah
DON-DON - Gas Tank Lyrics
DON-DON - Gas Tank Lyrics
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Push it
Hit the gas tank
We gon put in work for the cash, cash
Push it
I'm with the gang gang
Trigga on the line like what's the plan, plan
And I got a plan
I'm the f*cking man
Ain't no way round it n***a this is Gods plan
Push it
Hit the gas tank (hit the gas)
Money on the move get the strap yeah
I don't go out for the digits
I just been hustling digits
That's just the life I've been living
Wait till I start making a killin
Ain't Got no mess in my vision
Stay getting goals that you are setting
You listen?
Bars got em feeling prison
I want the cheese
I wanna eat
I want the bread
Don't play till I'm fed
Stacking up bands, Clean up yo hands, I don't want dirty money
Even tho my lifestyle look dirty money
Push it
Hit the gas tank
We gon put in work for the cash, cash
Push it
I'm with the gang gang
Trigga on the line like what's the plan, plan
And I got a plan
I'm the f*cking man
Ain't no way round it n***a this is Gods plan
Push it
Hit the gas tank (hit the gas)
Money on the move get the strap yeah
Can't shake these haters of my back
I'm like the Pied Piper with the rats
I guess these n***s never got the memo
I stay winning that's fax
Yeah that's fax thats that mail
Got em bitter, bitting nails
What's next for the Don, what that shit that he on
Getting deads, sick as meds
Yeah I said it, yeah I did
I'm the man, I'm the man, they got money on head
Push it
Hit the gas tank
We gon put in work for the cash, cash
Push it
I'm with the gang gang
Trigga on the line like what's the plan, plan
And I got a plan
I'm the f*cking man
Ain't no way round it n***a this is Gods plan
Push it
Hit the gas tank (hit the gas)
Money on the move get the strap yeah
Hit the gas tank
We gon put in work for the cash, cash
Push it
I'm with the gang gang
Trigga on the line like what's the plan, plan
And I got a plan
I'm the f*cking man
Ain't no way round it n***a this is Gods plan
Push it
Hit the gas tank (hit the gas)
Money on the move get the strap yeah
I don't go out for the digits
I just been hustling digits
That's just the life I've been living
Wait till I start making a killin
Ain't Got no mess in my vision
Stay getting goals that you are setting
You listen?
Bars got em feeling prison
I want the cheese
I wanna eat
I want the bread
Don't play till I'm fed
Stacking up bands, Clean up yo hands, I don't want dirty money
Even tho my lifestyle look dirty money
Push it
Hit the gas tank
We gon put in work for the cash, cash
Push it
I'm with the gang gang
Trigga on the line like what's the plan, plan
And I got a plan
I'm the f*cking man
Ain't no way round it n***a this is Gods plan
Push it
Hit the gas tank (hit the gas)
Money on the move get the strap yeah
Can't shake these haters of my back
I'm like the Pied Piper with the rats
I guess these n***s never got the memo
I stay winning that's fax
Yeah that's fax thats that mail
Got em bitter, bitting nails
What's next for the Don, what that shit that he on
Getting deads, sick as meds
Yeah I said it, yeah I did
I'm the man, I'm the man, they got money on head
Push it
Hit the gas tank
We gon put in work for the cash, cash
Push it
I'm with the gang gang
Trigga on the line like what's the plan, plan
And I got a plan
I'm the f*cking man
Ain't no way round it n***a this is Gods plan
Push it
Hit the gas tank (hit the gas)
Money on the move get the strap yeah
Writer: Tinotenda Vheriwa
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid