Lyrics

Yeah, put a foot pedal on my gun, yeah Put a foot pedal on my gun, yeah Put a foot pedal on my gun, yeah Put a foot pedal on my gun, yeah Yeah, yeah From the foot to the floor with a pedal on it Ima whip that, get it, I'm gone Find north side the country Miles from where I'm from Diggin' up Lee, tryna elevate And change what level I'm on Stay diverse cuz most of this verse Is made of a really big gun Extelligence back with the heat And a track for the gang, gang Been away, but I showed up, beat And I'm back with a bang, bang Remix 'clusive, fam And I'm back to Milan Switch up quick, don't lose it Give me them facts, when the fact hit a plan Ima make this quick No man ever done brisk They told me I'd never be nothin' But a boy keep comin' and cookin' up hits Ice chef like come out the wrist On boy like part of the scripts Ima make this oh less quick Nobody stay for I flip this switch 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, Flip it Yeah, put a foot pedal on my gun Racin', speed fast, pacin' They wanna downgrade my placement But I won't stop this dream I'm chasin' Cuz I been waitin' I been far too patient Man won't play for the payment Just to make it to the next statement I swear I'm gon' bring it together We get it together, whatever We come and tell 'em it's a rave Breakin' the barriers, cuttin' the measurements Makin' the plays Fully good on the pressure We pushin' the limit away We gettin' better than ever As soon as I step on the stage So sick, no mobo, no bricks They told me, don't slip But a carrier don't pickin' up hits Cuz ice chef like come out the wrist On boy like part of the scripts Ima make this oh less quick Nobody stay for I flip this switch Yeah, yeah Put a foot pedal on my gun, yeah
Writer(s): Tal Rochman, Christopher Wilson, Nat James Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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