No Brakes

Homie I'm in the whip
I'm just tryna get my wrist
Right, left, don't know, but I missed
The turn by a block
Hit the brake, too late
At the stop light, dark knight
You don't really wanna fight me
Hey, nah
But I guess it's on sight
You know me and the boys go dummo
Keep my hoes tight like I keep my circle
Uh, yeah
Got her at my crib
And we bumping journals
So you know what it is
Red roses, lights, we touching
No dates, but I do like fucking
Shhhh we're done, yeah it's no discussion, yuh

Nights on the highway
Windows down, goin' 190
Find it therapeutic
Blasting music, this side of me
Finding myself, no more hiding
Hittin' that gas, got me wildin'
No more use in using brakes
Nah, so baby come find me

No brakes
Go round, whippin', with my foot on the gas
No brakes
When I ride it, it go crazy in bed
No brakes
Run his card up, like a high mileage
No fakes, no brakes
No brakes
Go round, whippin', with my foot on the gas
No brakes
When I ride it, it go crazy in bed
No brakes
Run his card up, like a high mileage
No fakes, no brakes

And I don't see the point of wearing designer
When the honor's dishonest, honest
Tired of feeling conscious, of monsters in my head
Telling me to go to bed
When the last thing I'm touching
Late at night, is your legs
With your skirt, I pull it up
With the drank that's in my cup
This is the last you'll see
Of my love, my love

Nights on the highway
Windows down, goin' 190
Find it therapeutic
Blasting music, this side of me
Finding myself, no more hiding
Hittin' that gas, got me wildin'
No more use in using brakes
Nah, so baby come find me

Ahhhh, ahhh, ahhh
Ahhhh, ahhh, ahhh
Ahhhh, ahhh, ahhh
Ahhhh, ahhh, ahhh
No brakes
Go round, whippin', with my foot on the gas
No brakes
When I ride it, it go crazy in bed
No brakes
Run his card up, like a high mileage
No fakes, no brakes



Credits
Writer(s): Julian Josiah Sevilla, Robert William Lowden
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