Reckless Driving
What what
(You won't get far no)
(You won't get far no)
GoodGawd
I drive the foreign
Like a race car
I drive the foreign
Like a race car
Hating on me you won't get far
(Damn)
Hating on me you won't get far
(Good Gawd)
Smoking Za
Just to cool me down
(What)
Niggas talking
Out they necks like
(What)
I put water in my wrist like
(What)
Pull off in a foreign ass whip Like (skrrrttttt)
Hop Out pop out
See a real nigga out
They wanna call the cops out
Seeing how they hating
They head hurt
They need some Tylenol
Catch me with the gang
With my thugs
Yeah we be wildin' out
(Rage)
I told my nigah I need gwop
Stizzy told me ok let's go rob
Huh
Bring it back to the mob
Huh
Fuck it we gone feed the squad
(Damn)
Seven six two's
Shoot a nigga from a far
(Damn)
Send a nigga straight to god
(Damn)
Like why
These niggas be hating on me
I hop on the beat
I swear it's Rest In Peace
Man not to many
Niggas fucking wit me
I hop in the foreign
Like where's the key
Like man got damn it
I don't need no key woah
(Push button ahhhhhhhhhh)
I drive the foreign
Like a race car
I drive the foreign
Like a race car
(Damn)
Hating on me you won't get far
(What)
Hating on me you won't get far
(Good Gawd)
I drive the foreign
Like a race car
I drive the foreign
Like a race car
(Damn)
Hating on me you won't get far
(Huh)
Hating on me you won't get far
(What)
Hating on me you won't get far
(Damn)
(You won't get far no)
(You won't get far no)
GoodGawd
I drive the foreign
Like a race car
I drive the foreign
Like a race car
Hating on me you won't get far
(Damn)
Hating on me you won't get far
(Good Gawd)
Smoking Za
Just to cool me down
(What)
Niggas talking
Out they necks like
(What)
I put water in my wrist like
(What)
Pull off in a foreign ass whip Like (skrrrttttt)
Hop Out pop out
See a real nigga out
They wanna call the cops out
Seeing how they hating
They head hurt
They need some Tylenol
Catch me with the gang
With my thugs
Yeah we be wildin' out
(Rage)
I told my nigah I need gwop
Stizzy told me ok let's go rob
Huh
Bring it back to the mob
Huh
Fuck it we gone feed the squad
(Damn)
Seven six two's
Shoot a nigga from a far
(Damn)
Send a nigga straight to god
(Damn)
Like why
These niggas be hating on me
I hop on the beat
I swear it's Rest In Peace
Man not to many
Niggas fucking wit me
I hop in the foreign
Like where's the key
Like man got damn it
I don't need no key woah
(Push button ahhhhhhhhhh)
I drive the foreign
Like a race car
I drive the foreign
Like a race car
(Damn)
Hating on me you won't get far
(What)
Hating on me you won't get far
(Good Gawd)
I drive the foreign
Like a race car
I drive the foreign
Like a race car
(Damn)
Hating on me you won't get far
(Huh)
Hating on me you won't get far
(What)
Hating on me you won't get far
(Damn)
Credits
Writer(s): James Belton
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