Iontfwu
Vette speed racing, it's a highway chase
Her head in my waist
You know what is, no face no case
How them rich kids taste
Left me on read I ain't even get sad
But I got jet leg
See me on da gram say link, thats facts
Don't come where I'm at
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
And I ont fwu
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
And I'ont fwu
Vette speed racing, it's a highway chase
I'mma say it to ya face
Whole gang on go, ain't scared of no case
Won't leave no trace
Regret make ya ass wanna hit my line
Y'all dead to me now
Plane Jane on deck it's about that time
Ya'll done crossed that line
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
And I ont fwu
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
And I'ont fwu
You know what it is, all gas no brakes
Can't stop 'til the crib like Drakes
Tik Tok frost my wrist no flake
I'm a "Bad Boy" all stick no mace (Mase)
Vette speed racing, it's a highway chase
On my way on da map like Waze
Gotta get da bag I'ont care what it takes
Can't slow down gotta keep my pace
Cannot see shit with these shades on
You throw more shade than shade room
I ain't even sorry I'm late
All you bitches fake
Jock my drip? File a copyright claim
You cannot hold one flame to my name
Not same, not the same
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
And I ont fwu
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
And I'ont fwu
Her head in my waist
You know what is, no face no case
How them rich kids taste
Left me on read I ain't even get sad
But I got jet leg
See me on da gram say link, thats facts
Don't come where I'm at
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
And I ont fwu
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
And I'ont fwu
Vette speed racing, it's a highway chase
I'mma say it to ya face
Whole gang on go, ain't scared of no case
Won't leave no trace
Regret make ya ass wanna hit my line
Y'all dead to me now
Plane Jane on deck it's about that time
Ya'll done crossed that line
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
And I ont fwu
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
And I'ont fwu
You know what it is, all gas no brakes
Can't stop 'til the crib like Drakes
Tik Tok frost my wrist no flake
I'm a "Bad Boy" all stick no mace (Mase)
Vette speed racing, it's a highway chase
On my way on da map like Waze
Gotta get da bag I'ont care what it takes
Can't slow down gotta keep my pace
Cannot see shit with these shades on
You throw more shade than shade room
I ain't even sorry I'm late
All you bitches fake
Jock my drip? File a copyright claim
You cannot hold one flame to my name
Not same, not the same
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
And I ont fwu
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm
And I'ont fwu
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Writer(s): Zak North, Eric Lipford
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