Lyrics

Aye aye aye shout out CJ man Aye bitch I'm going too fast Two hundred on the dash with a foot smash Sport mode in the foreign it'll do that Ain't even know we was racing but I blew past Aye bitch I'm going too fast Two hundred on the dash with a foot smash Sport mode in the foreign it'll do that Ain't even know we was racing but I blew past Aye foreign butter why is you mad? Whip don't fly like this man that's too bad Stick in a baby G get your face blew back Keep it in a jacket I could fit it in a school bag Dave man go on tell them why we steezy Go and get a bag and we do this shit to easy Way the load swang got it spinning like a CD Views goin mainey got em watching like TV Eazy plugging on the feature that's a freebie I ain't into hoes I can't love her if she sleazy Get to stealing from me quick to cut you like a paystub Think they playing me I take advantage of the fake love Catch em acting up go and stomp em with his face up Love how I'm stepping shoe plug got me baped up Mainey you so fly Man this chicken got me laced up Mainey how you on? Bitch I never take a pay cut Aye bitch I'm going too fast Two hundred on the dash with a foot smash Sport mode in the foreign it'll do that Ain't even know we was racing but I blew past Aye bitch I'm going too fast Two hundred on the dash with a foot smash Sport mode in the foreign it'll do that Ain't even know we was racing but I blew past Aye you a hater I could tell cause you be mad a lot I just hit the road I'm on a goal to get that bag a lot Fire in my heart cause when I grew up I ain't have a lot I'm coded heavily with game I could bag a thot Yeah that was your girl nigga too bad Had to hit the weed to slow me down I'm moving too fast Uh I just left the store I'm popping new tags And I got the wave but you don't see me with no durag bitch You a big cat you be garfielding Oh my brother got a tool with no hard helmet Always looking for a new hustle boy it don't stop Yeah the money doing flips I got it cartwheeling If your man ain't about a bag well then he lazy Kicking high speed on they ass me and G-Mainey He crazy but that's the homie off top I get money and the love when I slide through the block like Aye bitch I'm going too fast Two hundred on the dash with a foot smash Sport mode in the foreign it'll do that Ain't even know we was racing but I blew past Aye bitch I'm going too fast Two hundred on the dash with a foot smash Sport mode in the foreign it'll do that Ain't even know we was racing but I blew past
Writer(s): Gustavo Angel Martinez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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