Speed Demon (90210)

Bitch, we don't need you, but you need us, uh
90210 with my feet up
On that dirt bike, I'ma lose control, I'ma speed up, huh
Speed demon, toting heat seekers, huh, yeah
Trapping out the country, need a Visa
They got my brother rotting in the county, need to free him
Told all my opposition, life's a bitch, she finna leave ya, yeah
I'm finna heat up, huh, watch me heat up, uh (Uh)

Raf Simons, Rick Owens, my Adidas, yeah
Blue money, got that old moldy pita bread
Bring your house down like Queen Latifah, yeah
She seen my watch, now she wanna come and FIFA, yeah
I ain't kickin', bitch, I'm bickin' it
I bought an island, I'm feelin' like Gilligan
Codeine on me, I can't stop sipping it
Dick in her mouth, she can't stop licking it
If I see the nigga that slid on my homie
I promise to God, I won't stop blicking 'em
AP watch, won't stop glistening
Bullet hit your heart, nitroglycerin, uh
Nitro on my car, start the race, I'm gon' finish it
Ahead of my time, still in my prime
Paved the way for these niggas
Already fashionably late, so I won't wait for a nigga
We eatin' good, passin' plates, breaking bread with my niggas, uh

We don't need you, but you need us, uh
90210 with my feet up
On that dirt bike, I'ma lose control, I'ma speed up, huh
Speed demon, toting heat seekers, huh, yeah
Trapping out the country, need a Visa
They got my brother rotting in the county, need to free him
Told all my opposition, life's a bitch, she finna leave ya, yeah
I'm finna heat up, huh, watch me heat up, uh (Uh)

Bitch, we don't need you, but you need us, uh
90210 with my feet up
On that dirt bike, I'ma lose control, I'ma speed up, huh
Speed demon, toting heat seekers, huh, yeah
Trapping out the country, need a Visa
They got my brother rotting in the county, need to free him
Told all my opposition, life's a bitch, she finna leave ya, yeah
I'm finna heat up, huh, watch me heat up, uh (Uh)



Credits
Writer(s): Adam King, Brett Santos
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