ADDERALL! (feat. Landspeed)

The shit that make you hit a lick The shit that make you leave your bitch The shit that make you bust some sticks I bust right on your shawty's lips Then she like what caused this Little shawty this a 96 Toyota with the BB rims Don't think that you can't handle this Running them red lights in my Reeboks Clean you up just like some detox If you fuck with me your boys will get to spilling like some teapots Uh-uh, ice cold drink down your throat Uh-uh quick switch lanes and I'm gone Uh-uh, quick switch blades to the throat Uh-uh, quick switch lanes and I'm gone Now when we talking bout some money Shawty ta-ta-talking funny She get fussy, she get grumpy No no way she getting nothing She get mad bout hella nothin She need something, know she bustin' Fly back home I don't need her I just seen her slam the door Keep my bottoms red like these ain't fucking infrared I could talk in lies until I say what should be said Shiny goldem VVS On my caddy CTS And I slide around the block Leach just smoking cigarettes, yeah Take another bump like uh, uh Shawty be screaming out yeah, yeah She be liking the way I fuck Bitch so hot she might combust Running and gunning like metal slug Fiending and drinking another cup Shawty be geeking it not even thinking it Just say the word, I'll pour it up ooh, I'm too drunk I don't even feel this one Blaze one up Eyes red like the sun Oh, I smoke too much, let me know If you mix it up like King MXN ya Molly in the liquor Bitch it's good like a kicker, yeah I'm a renegade Demonstrate this for you when my kunai penetrate Know you'll fucking hear the turbo when it detonate, Serenade these bitches till they fucking resonate Like hollow brakes Hey, vice city island bitch, I'm racing against the sirens got these diamonds flashing after image in these bitches eyelids Here to fake Kobe Bryant, lemonade Fuck it's vibrant, get a bag, I'm the driver renegade, to conspire Ayy, mask on, masquerade Switchblade, move to lacerate Ayy, gecko aim to saturate This wave to lit, evaporate The Fendi belt gon' shine the way I'm fucking up your Chevrolet I shake it up then ricochet Like I'm Jeriah's protege What's left to say Ayy, yeah, you just a fucking fake, Ayy, yeah, I'm just a castaway, Ayy, yeah, I'm a renegade to chase a bag Y'all be fucking with me I be posted on your TV Looking colder than your icee While I'm stepping in my Nikes Start acting wisely Or I'll start acting feisty Good god, almighty, an ass-whooping likely Shawty got a body And she gon' put it on me Make her sing la-di-da-di And she gon' call me poppy Yeah, she lit my lolly Said it's sweet like pocky Rode that bitch around, yeah Just like a jockey