Fast Car Music (STAIN)
[Chorus]
I just wanna ****, I dont love the birds (SantanaStar Beats, ayy)
Hop up in that coupe, Lamborghini swerve (Lamborghini swerve, swerve)
Smokin all these blunts, almost hit the curb (Curb, nigga)
Ayy, when I hit the gas, I leave these niggas hurt (These niggas hurt)
[Interlude]
Go hit a stain or somethin, nigga
You worried bout a *****? Go and hit a stain, nigga (Make some money)
Go dig that dead nigga up, pick em up
**** that nigga and all that, all that
You know me, nigga, Ill fire, nigga
Fly niggas, send that address and all that
*****, we comin, takin everything for the takin there, nigga
[Verse ]
Im so ****in high, I might touch the moon
If she say she wanna ****, Im like, 'Okay, boo' (Okay, boo)
Say shе wanna suck a nigga ****, that ***** do what it do (Suck my ****)
Me and Glitch been shittin on these niggas sincе we was in school (Was in school, nigga)
Im back-to-back in traffic, me and gang slide, breakin all the rules
My other ***** be ****in all on our opps, I think they tryna move
This thot ho was talkin, had my baby, I might just pop her too
I, I, I was clutchin on tools, actin a fool
You know how Im rockin, dude
My partner snaked me for them bands
So I keep one up every time Im steppin out (Ho)
I bet he think I wont rub off the paint
Ima go take all the bands out the safe
Might just go spend all my money on Ks (OnKs)
I be in Houston with Jay Prince and Drake (Jay Prince and Drake)
Im smokin big gas, hella blunts to the face
My eyes super red like a nigga got Maced
Then Im back to the trap with a lil fo neck
Tell bro kick her out if the ***** take pics
Slidin in the Rolls Royce and it got tints
Wanna be the man? Gotta kill your shit
Cause I done been shot at by many men
They had hope but he died in a ambulance
They was shook when I hopped out that minivan
Had those boys shittin all up in they pants (Nigga )
[Chorus]
I just wanna ****, I dont love the birds (Hit that *****)
Hop up in that coupe, Lamborghini swerve (Lamborghini swerve, swerve)
Smokin all these blunts, almost hit the curb (Curb, nigga)
When I hit the gas, I leave these niggas hurt (These niggas hurt)
[Outro]
When I hit the gas, I make your lil ***** twerk (I make yo lil ***** twerk)
Yeah, she know how to suck the ****, but she get up on my nerves
White Forgiatos on Monte Carlos, slide through the city, get murked
They know I keep Glocks, though
Thats in the Tahoe, with a big crib in the burbs
Haha, nigga, bang, bang-bang