Fast

Ran up that bag
Had to get to that cash
Keep my foot on the gas
Can't be coming in last
All of my exes they sad
Left 'em in the past
Say I be moving too fast
Saying that phantom
Be showing his ass
Get on the beat then I gotta spazz
Hittin yo bitch from the back
She calling me tazz hit it
Then I gotta dash
Ran up that bag
Had to get to that cash
Keep my foot on the gas
Can't be coming in last
All of my exes they sad
Left em in the past
Say I be moving too fast
Saying that phantom
Be showing his ass
Get on the beat then I gotta spazz
Hittin yo bitch from the back
She calling me tazz
Hit it then I gotta dash

I was smoking on runtz
Got her high off a blunt
Put dick in her stomach
Ain't hit her in a month
Need calculators
To count all my paper
So fuck it
I feel I can stunt on a hater
She fucking on me & she suckin'
Two times I don't know why
This lil hoe thought
That I could save her
Smoking big blunts
Like I'm from Jamaica
Run up on me that's how
You meet your maker
Heard he be moving them packs
He don't come off them packs
On my mama this forty
Will make ya
And when it come to that beefin'
We ain't doing no aiming
Cus all of my guns
Come with lasers
Thirty shots in this glock
Fifty more in the chop
Yo best bet say a prayer
The way I run my city you can
Call big phantom the mayor

Ran up that bag
Had to get to that cash
Keep my foot on the gas
Can't be coming in last
All of my exes they sad
Left em in the past
Say I be moving too fast
Saying that phantom
Be showing his ass
Get on the beat then I gotta spazz
Hittin' yo bitch from the back
She calling me tazz
Hit it then I gotta dash
Ran up that bag
Had to get to that cash
Keep my foot on the gas
Can't be coming in last
All of my exes they sad
Left em in the past
Say I be moving too fast
Saying that phantom
Be showing his ass
Get on the beat then I gotta spazz
Hittin yo bitch from the back
She calling me tazz
Hit it then I gotta dash



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Writer(s): Taquan Swinton
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