2fast2furious

Whiping like I'm 2 fast in the furious
Fucking wit me y'all must be delirious
Yo bitch on my dick why you look so serious
Aye but I be going fast in the beamer
Keep heater
Watch what you say cuz we don't like you either
Aye fuck boy
Don't test your luck fuck boy
Talking like you bout it
But you really ain't bout it
Lil mothafucka why you acting childish
But the bag I be chasing
Kenshi never faking
3 shots have your heart fucking racing
Aye damn look at my exhaust
Lil bitch why you asking the cost
3 hunnid on the dash n you lost
Aye I be zooming
Tell your bitch to come do me
Yea I'm zooted
Smoked out with my cuzzo
Broke ya bitch heart like a puzzle
Extendo clip with the muzzle
I don't give a fuck
Switching lanes
Doing donuts in the mud
Hell cat
All Black no stripes
Blue lights
Fuck the cops n the opps
Watch how I pull up to the lot
Money on me
Now these bitches want me
Thought you didn't want me
Oh your mans wanna fight me
Id knock the pussy out
Make him hit the fucking ground what he a fucking bout



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Writer(s): Gilberto Tapia
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