106 (feat. Cleveland Say)

We was in a thirty I was still doing like 106... Ayy I could make a band fast I could show you How to whip the stick We was in a thirty I was still doing like 106 I be moving fast So I take the fast lane I got fast money I made that shit the fast way Ayy I could make a band fast I could show you How to whip the stick We was in a thirty I was still doing like 106 I be moving fast So I take the fast lane I got fast money I made that shit the fast way Been running up cash The only thing That put my head on ease Me and all mine run deep Only thing we speak That guapanese Ayy he in trouble if I get a call And it's bout that beef Ayy we them niggas at the scene Jumping on the seats Start jumping on the tables We go everywhere You can't lil nigga He say he finna take my shit But he ain't my nigga Play me this shit could get tragic I'm in the trap With the junkies and addicts Niggas be claiming the streets But niggas be sounding like faggots Boy where yo dad at I never had one Cause he died in the trap Niggas be lying And cap in they raps Cause the life that they living They know it don't match Well fuck it my nigga Just stay off the track Just stay out the booth Cause we talking real pain But we tell the truth Now we ride around In the coupes And shit could get sticky That's why I keep me a tool nigga Ayy I could make a band fast I could show you How to whip the stick We was in a thirty I was still doing like 106 I be moving fast So I take the fast lane I got fast money I made that shit the fast way Ayy I could make a band fast I could show you How to whip the stick We was in a thirty I was still doing like 106 I be moving fast So I take the fast lane I got fast money I made that shit the fast way Black forces I'm steppin, Talk crazy Get left with dem hollows That buss out the long clip I been gettin bread You niggas just started I laugh at you niggas That's flaughting My bitches the coldest My wrist be the coldest I just froze the game Like I paused it I hopped ina Jeep Then I push the gas Think you can keep up But you not bitch Push to start, hit the gas I can't do the dash, just read it Windows up, tinted up Nine on my lap cause I need it I hotbox the Jeep, I be chiefing 12 tryna keep up Cause I'm speeding Feelin just like Roddy I been balling every season Need that check I'm breaking necks Might have to grab the Wesson If he robbed me and got away That nigga caught a blessing Thought I was lacking I up that stick And sent that opp to heaven Smoke this zaza And ease my mind And keep that weapon Ayy I could make a band fast I could show you How to whip the stick We was in a thirty I was still doing like 106 I be moving fast So I take the fast lane I got fast money I made that shit the fast way Ayy I could make a band fast I could show you How to whip the stick We was in a thirty I was still doing like 106 I be moving fast So I take the fast lane I got fast money I made that shit the fast way