The Race - 1918 Remix

We see 12 on our tail
Bitch we gone do the race
Ain't got time for that today
We gone take 'em on a chase
Bitch We got bread for the bail
So we screaming Fuck the Jakes
And Fuck the opps we get 'em faced
He want smoke then he get laced
We see 12 on our tail
Bitch we gone do the race
Ain't got time for that today
We gone take 'em on a chase
Bitch We got bread for the bail
So we screaming Fuck the Jakes
And Fuck the opps we get 'em faced
He want smoke then he get laced

If we ain't talking bout a bag
Then this shit finna make me mad
Drip be on me they watch like a movie cause they love my fashion
If you wit me need you pay attention
See them niggas passin
Let 'em try sum we gone smash em
This A Peezy Automatic
I need AP on My Wrist Flooded Skelly And it's bussin
On my way I'm gettin rich love or hate me shit still comin
I ain't worried bout that bitch she treated me like I was nun'
Now I'm up I'm Groovy Stuntin
That's on Groove Long Live my Cousin
And I Ain't Stopping
Ain't no intermission
Bitch I'm on a mission
Put them mask on
Phones home
We gon get em missin
This Lil Bitch want
Long Bone
And she finna get it
And once we done
I'm long gone
See you in a minute

We see 12 on our tail
Bitch we gone do the race
Ain't got time for that today
We gone take 'em on a chase
Bitch We got bread for the bail
So we screaming Fuck the Jakes
And Fuck the opps we get 'em faced
He want smoke then he get laced
We see 12 on our tail
Bitch we gone do the race
Ain't got time for that today
We gone take 'em on a chase
Bitch We got bread for the bail
So we screaming Fuck the Jakes
And Fuck the opps we get 'em faced
He want smoke then he get laced

I told Leek I don't even like this beat
But I'm high as hell off Vicodin
Glock gone start shitin' and fartin'
And have' em shakin' like he got Parkinson's
Should I?
Should I?
Should I save her?
I ain't a cape wearing type nigga
But I'm quick to pull nigga caper
Fat Steve did this one!
Ooo shit, Hold on
Percocets got me itchin'
My white nigga got me twitchin'
I roll with dogs sic 'em
Two bitches
I'm that nigga in the middle
You snitchin'
Imma kill yo ass for snitchin'
How you write that kill?
Bitch I don't, I just freestyle
I didn't have it back when we was fonkin'
I got my heat now
I swear to god I used to be paranoid
But I smoke tree now
I swear to god I used to be in pain
But I pop Ps now

We see 12 on our tail
Bitch we gone do the race
Ain't got time for that today
We gone take 'em on a chase
Bitch We got bread for the bail
So we screaming Fuck the Jakes
And Fuck the opps we get 'em faced
He want smoke then he get laced
We see 12 on our tail
Bitch we gone do the race
Ain't got time for that today
We gone take 'em on a chase
Bitch We got bread for the bail
So we screaming Fuck the Jakes
And Fuck the opps we get 'em faced
He want smoke then he get laced



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Writer(s): Malik Omar Miles
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