Gas Me Up (Diligent) Lyrics by Skepta
Intro(I need a card that don’t decline, every day’s a party)Prr, prr(I’m with my brothers and my choppers and my chargies)Big Smoke(And we’re still the same, ain’t nothin’ changed except the car keys)IceGreazeYeah
VerseWe don’t get angry, we don’t get even (Nah)We don’t talk about beef, by the way, did I mention I just turned vegan? (Ha)I need the pagans breathing so they can see my new Top Boy seasonI need the pagans alive so they can now see that it’s still my timeI don’t know why they act tough onlin?, I see them outside and they ain’t say nada (Huh?)Soon as you say, On sight, w? lookin’ for you like some vintage PradaLookin’ for you like some archive pieces (Pow-pow, pow)Jealousy in the ends, they hate when you become successfulBut in the trenches, we were all friendsHow long we tryna pretend?I know they love to see me do wellBut only when it benefits themIs it ’bout money or is it ’bout girls? (Huh?)Either way, I’m threatening men (Greaze)C just text, said, Diligent, yeah, ’cause the outfit’s making senseI told him it cost to be the boss and to be this fly is the same expense (Pow-pow, pow)And we just went triple platinum, check the digits (Yeah, yeah)Most these brothers is tired and washed up, bro, but they won’t admit itHow many times have I dumbed it down to make a boy feel like he’s on my level? (Bow)And I ain’t talkin’ about kettles, I ain’t talkin’ about precious metals (Nah, nah)I’m talkin’ about takin’ a year out, still I can’t see no competitionCan’t see anyone threatenin’ my position (Ha)Told D I need a chauffer ’cause I’m so driven, should be in the backseat with both hands free (Skrrt-skrrt)Right hand makin’ plays on the iPhone, and my left hand grippin’ on the BB, it’s me (Prr)Praise the Lord for the life I’m livin’Big Smoke Records, alive and kickin’Dinner in Milan with the finest womenAnd none of us sexin’, nah, I’m just chillin’ (Yeah)Your taste level is my waste levelYou ain’t ever heard of the wine I’m sippin’Heard you say this year’s your year, then you better hurry up, boy, time is tickin’
ChorusI need a card that don’t decline, every day’s a partyI’m with my brothers and my choppers and my chargiesAnd we’re still the same, ain’t nothin’ changed except the car keysVroom, vroomI told her to gas me up, I need the gasolineI’m tryna slide it in, just like a cash machineI made a milli on this phone with a cracked screenSo don’t beat around a bush, please, say what you mean (Greaze)
OutroEvery day’s a partyI’m with my brothers and my choppers and my chargiesAin’t nothin’ changed except the car keysI told her to gas me up, I need the gasolineI’m tryna slide it in, just like a cash machineI made a milli on this phone with a cracked screenSo don’t beat around a bush, please, say what you mean
