Fast

(Zaytoven)

Yeah you ain't nothing but a hoe ass **** (Hoe)

And it ain't even on the low (No)

Every young **** dream Is to have figures (Beep)

It's a young **** dream to have dough (Beep)

Told shawty she can come out for the week (Slide)

She just gotta keep it on the low (Low)

We ain't tryna fuckin' Twitter beef with you (Twitter beef)

We tryna keep it on the floor (On the floor)

I got too many problems, I ain't worried about a peon

Oh, you having choppers, **** pull up, let me see one

Some with your name, I'll pull up, let you keep one

Oh, you wanna be a lame, man I'ma let you be one

Something 'bout the game, it fuck with your brain

We go out how you came, you know all that slang

Everywhere I go, they say I smell like pack

Rollie diamonds fat, four door Cat, two door, fast

Count the guap fast, take the roof off fast

It moves so fast, I told you, you a pro-pro

You do it so fast, got the Nickelodeon

We can have a blast, hah, Bang-Bang

Said she got cellulite (Oh, oh, oh, oh, wow)

She call me day and night (Ay, ay, ay, ay, brrtt)

If I read it right (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)

She said she wanna stay the night (Ay, uh, uh, uh, uh)

Told that hoe "Stabilize" (Ay, uh, uh, uh, yeah)

I'm with my kids tonight (Uh, ay, ay, ay, ay, with my kids)

Told shawty "Get it right" (Yeah, ay, ay, ay, ay, let's get it)

You on me like the FBI (Uh, uh, uh, oh yeah)

And if you had powers (If you had powers)

What would you do? (What would you do?)

I'd be a teleporter (Teleporter)

Bringing in boat loads (Bang)

MJ jump shot, let the pole off (Swish, swish, swish)

Sounds like a Rock Band, when it go off (Bop, bop)

White linen collar shirt, but I don't golf (Nah)

Shit that you smoking, is when you turn your phone sound off

I fixed my heart piece so that it tick

I just want the money, and that's it (Ah)

Bitches tryna drown me for my strength

I might give you some, and that's it, big trees, no Christmas (Dope)

For the motherfuckin' Swish, bop, bop, bop, that's the Glizz

Make it get to jumping, like a glare, been had to find you, in a ditch

Thought we was eat-eat, that shit Popeye biscuits

Tools that we got, shooting nails and drill bits

Ta-da, girl I got that dope you can't resist

Something 'bout the game, It fuck with your brain

We go out how you came, you know all that slang

Everywhere I go, they say I smell like pack

Rollie diamonds fat, four door Cat, two door, fast

Count the guap fast, take the roof off fast

It moves so fast, I told you, you a pro-pro

You do it so fast, got the Nickelodeon

We can have a blast, ah baby