Lyrics

Take that, drive fast, total, repeat Said take that drive fast, total, repeat Said Drive baby drive Risk it for my ride home Turnt up in the two door, this that inner city blindfold Ride faded, ride slow Grinning like I got hoes Dirty slap a DJ ain't got Travi in??? tho Lil B on my aux cord Momma make the pot roast Record looking spiffy count my blessings 'cause I got clothes Running through it, ransack Tell me where the stand at Nothing in the tank but its gas and Saran Wrap Pants sag, Carter Three my anthem Let The Beat Build playing, yelling put your hands up Product in my JanSport, it ain't even mine yet But I know the kids I'm running with gon' point the index Blame it on the little one Daddy from the resi' said don't trust these little children I see you bring it 'round my house he saw it through it Now I see his face every time they tell me "Do it" but I'm moving chilling killing sing
Writer(s): Chauncey Hollis, Tinashe Kachingwe, Allen Ritter, Jacques Webster Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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