Fast Forward

I be the fastest I'm gonna run up my license
I got the flow now bitches they calling me Pisces
I'm next to blow now niggers they calling me isis
Zig be the coldest now you know where all the ice is
On such a roll now my people they want me to lite this
We be the smoothest now they gon ask how we do this
Little nigger cool your chill bitches calling me the rudest
I might kill a rapper down but I'm flexing like a Buddhist
I be the worse with words
I be chilling with the nerds
Four twenty with the birds
Hit a lick and make them chirp
Now them bitches wanna flirt
But didn't give a shit when my ass in the dirt
Drifting like Mario kart and my niggers they know that this only the start

Rolling, coasting, chilling with my niggers
Rolling, coasting, chilling with my niggers
Rolling, coasting, chilling with my niggers
Rolling, coasting, chilling with my niggers
Rolling, coasting, chilling with my niggers
Rolling, coasting, chilling with my niggers
Rolling, coasting, chilling with my niggers
Whole squad in this bitch screaming fuck your feelings

I don't party with the kids
Making moves to make us rich
You try to play with the squad but we blowing it up and we don't give a shit
Fuck what you niggers all think
Do the dash and make killing
Don't really care what you feeling
I thought you knew I'm a villain
16 shots how we kill em
They ain't really fuck with the vision
Bust two shots to your chest when I come with the Wild West flow
And they ain't even know they be sleeping
All of them sleeping Zig
All of them sleeping Zig
All of them sleep on Da kid

Rolling, coasting, chilling with my niggers
Rolling, coasting, chilling with my niggers
Rolling, coasting, chilling with my niggers
Rolling, coasting, chilling with my niggers
Rolling, coasting, chilling with my niggers
Rolling, coasting, chilling with my niggers
Rolling, coasting, chilling with my niggers
Whole squad in this bitch screaming fuck your feelings



Credits
Writer(s): Iziah Robinson
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