Fueled Up - Quavo

I'm feelin' so good Dope down Everybody wanna wear their crown Glasses, hold em high Everybody wanna touch the sky like Carry us up like star lights Everybody up all night Cameras up like oh no Cameras up like oh no We came here not to hurt nobody Just some badass guitar playin' and we're here to party Hey you, bartender pour a round or two Cause we gon' tear this mother down like we always do So let's go Pedal to the floor Ain't no limits out here Ain't no limits out here Let's go We on a roll Ain't no limits out here Ain't no limits out here (Let's go) (Let's go) (Let's go) (Let's go) Hold onto the wheel Livin' on the edge Got your foot down on the gas, full speed ahead Hold on Hundred miles now we're off n runnin' Ain't no checker flag stoppin' us, we keep on comin' So let's go Pedal to the floor Ain't no limits out here Ain't no limits out here Let's go We on a roll Ain't no limits out here Ain't no limits out here (Let's go) (Let's go) (Party pretty party pretty party pretty) Tonight is the night everything will change Tonight is the night everything could change Hey hey Party people can you feel the bass You know the kid is in the house about to (Rock this place) Can you feel me coming? Bout to run this race I'm the real Ricky Bobby from the Great Lake States So let's go Pedal to the floor Ain't no limits out here Ain't no limits out here Let's go We on a roll Ain't no limits out here Ain't no limits out here (Let's go) (Let's go) (Let's go) (Let's go) (Let's go)

(Al Geno on the track) Yeah, yeah, huh What the fuck they thought, nigga? (What the fuck they thought?) I just jumped up out the fuckin' vault, nigga (go), huh Niggas singin' like Diana Ross, nigga (su!) I don't wanna hear no sorry for my loss, nigga Fuck it, do some, I just put my roof on it (put that house on it) I don't give a fuck about no big homie (fuck 'em) No Huncho, no, fuck it, I'm back on it (chill out) Everybody know just how we act on it (go) What's up? (Huh), what's up? (Huh) What's up? (Huh), what's up? (Huh) What's up? (Huh) Ain't gon' run, I got that strap on me (grah) What's up? (Yeah), what's up? (Yeah) What's up? (Yeah), what's up? (Yeah) What's up? (Yeah), what's up? (Yeah) What's up? (Yeah), what's up? Honey bun, can you do somethin' for me? (Do somethin') Can you go automatic just for me? (Frrt, frrt) Tommy gun, can you do somethin' for me? (Su!) Can you call Al Capone for me? (Brrt, brrt, yeah) I got a reason to slide, I got a reason to ride (say what?) I got a, I got a reason to slide, I got a reason to ride (uh, get out) How can I come outside, without no mask on? (How?) They wanna see my emotions, I ain't smilin' at all (fuck 'em) I bought a bulletproof Humvee, it could take down a wall (skrrt) Tactical mechanics end up paying off (brrt) They don't want me talkin' like this gangster, at all (uh, uh) They'd rather see me on TV playin' basketball (fuck that), huh Hell nah (hell nah), fuck all that (fuck it), huh I'm back, no more Hollywood, just bring me back (hi), huh I just got a hundred bricks like hack a shack (bando), huh 2014, Huncho is back Honeybun, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, frrt, huh (Honeybun, Al Capone), yeah Tommy gun, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh (what?) Can you call Al Ca-? (Al Capone, brrt) Huh, huh, huh, Huncho