Obt

I'mma go fast down OBT
I'mma go crash down OBT
I know it's my fault blame it all on me
I just got a call from the damn army
I don't wanna talk hell nah won't speak
When I fucking die it'll be all on me
I'mma go to New York hand out copies
I'm Rupert Pupkin in the damn lobby
Flick and a spark and my eyes are foggy
Ship straight to Mars feel it through my body

I'mma go fast down OBT
I'mma go crash down OBT

I got 14 g's yeah a half on me
I'mma smoke it all right into next week
Better Call Saul if that car start to squeak
Fuck that I'mma hit 90 in the PT
I don't wanna talk I want shows come and see me
Rockstar made locked inside on the weekend
I don't even know how I feel off the deep end
But I'mma go fast till my heart stops beating



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Writer(s): Billy Janosko
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