All Gas No Brakes

Like db this shit not a game
I couldn't evolve getting talked to like a lame
Now im balling, headed for the fame
A living legend, can't be tamed

Ughhh yeah what's the word g
It's like asmr the sounds of her sloppy
Remember being trapped in a box stay mopping
Ufc at her crib, but no boxing

It's okay though
Going hard chasing bread stacking like legos
Yeah she molding like play doh
Day she met a pimp for real like sayso

Now bro pouring in the faygo
No gag reflex, okay hoe
On a doughhunt like peso
Love to ride but I ain't never been to daygo

Yeah, all gas no brakes
The bread is what i chase
Speeding at a faster pace
Scared for brothink the blunt he hit was laced

Run it back!

Yeah, all gas no brakes
The bread is what i chase
Shit
Speeding at a faster pace
Im scared for bro think the blunt he hit was laced

Ughh
Not going back to the start
This rap shit its really my art
Stroke after stroke these some pussyfarts
Bullseye on the board no darts

What can i say, makers mark
For real
Member those days speeding in the go karts
Ughh
And I caught that pussy at the park
You best believe these rhymes'll hit the heart
God damn!
That went hard
Run it back!
Run it back!
Ughh



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Writer(s): Owen Carlson
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