Fast Life
Ay, ima get it in
2 glocks, AR, and and FnN
I can't argue with a nigga i know im better than
If that's your bitch why the fuck i get her wetter then?
She said im cold told that bitch to get a sweater then
You know i'm toting on some shit behind this window tint
Always hating and that's why your ass don't ever win
Im booted up and I don't even wear no timberlands
Foreign guns when im riding in that foreign Benz
Foreign bitch and she bringing all her foreign friends
Designer frames so im looking through a foreign lenses
I love this fast life and i hope it never ends
Ay, and i hope i don't die young
I know they hating so i got my hand on my gun
You get shot if you put your hands on my funds
And i know im gone blow when my time comes ay
Im getting money know you see that
Red bottom kicks on the scene ima bleed that
Had to put down the cup and the drugs i don't need that
But the shit i been going through its hard not to relapse
Took a lil break but this summer ima be back
Fuck your favorite rapper im the one who bring the heat back
Shortie wana suck me while i'm driving put the seat back
Swerving in the whip i don't even gotta be smacked ay
Ay, ima get it in
2 glocks, AR, and and FnN
I can't argue with a nigga i know im better than
If that's your bitch why the fuck i get her wetter then?
She said im cold told that bitch to get a sweater then
You know i'm toting on some shit behind this window tint
Always hating and that's why your ass don't ever win
Im booted up and I don't even wear no timberlands
Bitch, im booted up ain't talking steel toe
Sobered up but i be rapping like i still po'
Got some shooters on call and they still go
And these niggas still my sons, still my lil bros
Get you wacked for a buck and lil boat
You get taxed give a fuck cause it still sold
Been a bitch back then and it still shows
Wasn't rich back then and you still broke
Ay, i was broke then i got funds
They been plotting for a minute but i got guns
30 dollars for an eighth that is not runtz
Blue strips lil bro these are not ones
(huh yea then i got funds)
(they been plotting for a minute but i got guns)
(30 dollars for an eighth that is not runtz)
(ay ay these are not ones huh)
(blue strips lil bro these are not ones)
(yea, all that shit)
(ay ay ay getting rich what you call that shit gang)
2 glocks, AR, and and FnN
I can't argue with a nigga i know im better than
If that's your bitch why the fuck i get her wetter then?
She said im cold told that bitch to get a sweater then
You know i'm toting on some shit behind this window tint
Always hating and that's why your ass don't ever win
Im booted up and I don't even wear no timberlands
Foreign guns when im riding in that foreign Benz
Foreign bitch and she bringing all her foreign friends
Designer frames so im looking through a foreign lenses
I love this fast life and i hope it never ends
Ay, and i hope i don't die young
I know they hating so i got my hand on my gun
You get shot if you put your hands on my funds
And i know im gone blow when my time comes ay
Im getting money know you see that
Red bottom kicks on the scene ima bleed that
Had to put down the cup and the drugs i don't need that
But the shit i been going through its hard not to relapse
Took a lil break but this summer ima be back
Fuck your favorite rapper im the one who bring the heat back
Shortie wana suck me while i'm driving put the seat back
Swerving in the whip i don't even gotta be smacked ay
Ay, ima get it in
2 glocks, AR, and and FnN
I can't argue with a nigga i know im better than
If that's your bitch why the fuck i get her wetter then?
She said im cold told that bitch to get a sweater then
You know i'm toting on some shit behind this window tint
Always hating and that's why your ass don't ever win
Im booted up and I don't even wear no timberlands
Bitch, im booted up ain't talking steel toe
Sobered up but i be rapping like i still po'
Got some shooters on call and they still go
And these niggas still my sons, still my lil bros
Get you wacked for a buck and lil boat
You get taxed give a fuck cause it still sold
Been a bitch back then and it still shows
Wasn't rich back then and you still broke
Ay, i was broke then i got funds
They been plotting for a minute but i got guns
30 dollars for an eighth that is not runtz
Blue strips lil bro these are not ones
(huh yea then i got funds)
(they been plotting for a minute but i got guns)
(30 dollars for an eighth that is not runtz)
(ay ay these are not ones huh)
(blue strips lil bro these are not ones)
(yea, all that shit)
(ay ay ay getting rich what you call that shit gang)
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