Fast
She got them black jeans and the Gucci fur
She wanna love me, I don't how this works
She got them black jeans and the Gucci fur
She wanna fly out, I don't know how this works
I spent a bag on you, I made this track bout you
You wanna fuck me in a race car but it's too fast for you
You hope it last, oh-yeah, you'll make me crash for you
Don't you 'member, we linked up, right in the back oh-yeah
Going too damn fast
Too damn fast
Too damn fast
Too damn fast
Going too damn fast
I don't know how this works
Take a chill pill or maybe pop a perc-y
I'm sorry, I'm afraid that you gone leave and really hurt me
I don't know what's real, I'm hoping you give mercy
Cause I'm just a broken boy that kills himself with worry
Going too damn fast for my control
Oh
Going too damn fast for my control
Oh
Yeah
I'm sorry
I guess I don't know how it goes
No
She got them black jeans and the Gucci fur
She wanna love me, I don't how this works
She got them black jeans and the Gucci fur
She wanna fly out, I don't know how this works
I spent a bag on you, I made this track bout you
You wanna fuck me in a race car but it's too fast for you
You hope it last, oh-yeah, you'll make me crash for you
Don't you 'member, we linked up, right in the back oh-yeah
Going too damn fast
Too damn fast
Too damn fast
Too damn fast
Going too damn fast
I don't know how this works
She wanna love me, I don't how this works
She got them black jeans and the Gucci fur
She wanna fly out, I don't know how this works
I spent a bag on you, I made this track bout you
You wanna fuck me in a race car but it's too fast for you
You hope it last, oh-yeah, you'll make me crash for you
Don't you 'member, we linked up, right in the back oh-yeah
Going too damn fast
Too damn fast
Too damn fast
Too damn fast
Going too damn fast
I don't know how this works
Take a chill pill or maybe pop a perc-y
I'm sorry, I'm afraid that you gone leave and really hurt me
I don't know what's real, I'm hoping you give mercy
Cause I'm just a broken boy that kills himself with worry
Going too damn fast for my control
Oh
Going too damn fast for my control
Oh
Yeah
I'm sorry
I guess I don't know how it goes
No
She got them black jeans and the Gucci fur
She wanna love me, I don't how this works
She got them black jeans and the Gucci fur
She wanna fly out, I don't know how this works
I spent a bag on you, I made this track bout you
You wanna fuck me in a race car but it's too fast for you
You hope it last, oh-yeah, you'll make me crash for you
Don't you 'member, we linked up, right in the back oh-yeah
Going too damn fast
Too damn fast
Too damn fast
Too damn fast
Going too damn fast
I don't know how this works
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Writer(s): Caleb F
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