Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah Speedin' down the block, I'm driftin' off in this new rental If they wanna beef, we trace 'em down just like a stencil Gas to the pedal, we got a score we gon' settle Man, the game is so damn heavy, but I carry no medal Speedin' down the block, I'm driftin' off in this new rental If they wanna beef, we trace 'em down just like a stencil Gas to the pedal, we got a score we gon' settle Man, the game is so damn heavy, but I carry no medal Two Glocks in the duffel, I let it rip off a muzzle I be posted with the gang, yeah, you know we came from the struggle Ain't rocking Russell, this Gucci be leavin' puddles We used to below the shovel, now we is hitting the frontal Man, you know I've been the lamest since the motherfuckin' start I be racin' 'round the corner, burnin' rubber in a Dart (ayy) Feelin' like I'm Mordecai, Rigby in a cart Put your team right up against me, and I'll rip your shit apart (yeah) Feelin' like I'm 'bout to pop off, boy, I'm on a kill spree (yeah) Burnin' everything, it's like I got a laser beam (ayy, yeah) He got all the cash, but I be true right to the dream and to the team I don't care, remember he ain't me Speedin' down the block, I'm driftin' off in this new rental If they wanna beef, we trace 'em down just like a stencil Gas to the pedal, we got a score we gon' settle Man, the game is so damn heavy, but I carry no medal Speedin' down the block, I'm driftin' off in this new rental If they wanna beef, we trace 'em down just like a stencil Gas to the pedal, we got a score we gon' settle Man, the game is so damn heavy, but I carry no medal
Writer(s): James Burgos, Luke Winther Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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