Speedin thru the lanez

Wooooo ooo ooooo ooo ooooo ooo
Wooooo ooo ooooo ooo ooooo ooo
Wooo oo ooo
Speedin' through the lanes, switchin'
Baby whats yo name
You different
Ayyy I can't feel my face
It's slippin'
And my mind's on a race
Its driftin'

When I blow they gon' be starstruck
They gon' see me often
Imma be on TV
On TV for my mama
Fake friends always pop up
Talk shit we gon' pop up
Left me with no option
So we got 'em

Pressin' the pedal we off
All you gon' see is exhaust
They think I'm gettin' pissed off
And they worried I'll finish 'em off
I could do it like pussy they soft
I get the bag, give it back to my mom
Haters be mad but I did nothin' wrong
They switching up by the end of the song
I be like Ash Ketchum with the flows
Yeah I be catchin' 'em all
High key I see you peeking at me
Let me take you to shop at the mall
(yeah) (yeah)
Put you in the finest clothes you can find
Don't look at the cost
Baby know she with a boss
Haters just grow you some balls
They talkin' behind my back
You think Imma let it go by like that
Do you really think that I ride like that
Better know that I'm really strapped like that
Let the choppa sing like
La la la
La la la
Laaaa

Wooooo ooo ooooo ooo ooooo ooo
Wooooo ooo ooooo ooo ooooo ooo
Wooo oo ooo
Speedin' through the lanes, switchin'
Baby whats yo name
You different
Ayyy I can't feel my face
It's slippin'
And my mind's on a race
Its driftin'

When I blow they gon' be starstruck
They gon' see me often
Imma be on TV
On TV for my mama
Fake friends always pop up
Talk shit we gon' pop up
Left me with no option
So we got 'em



Credits
Writer(s): Noah Wilson
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