Race (feat. Nessly)
Backwood blessed me tonight, man
It's icy
Golden
So I ride 'round with that whh
Lettin' go of that ahh
Bank account goin' "bing"
The pistol be goin' "blah"
Race
Yeah
Ain't never pump the breaks, nah
I just race
I prefer first place
Hey
I hit that turbo outta' space
Keep the pace up
Fríó turn base up, uh uh
I can see you hatin'
Fix ya face up, uh uh
Ain't no red flags, only black and white
I only text back if the pussy tight
Real life (let's go)
I just threw a stack and said "that's light"
Alright
I'm running laps, uh
Chasing a bag, uh
Burning the wood like a natural disaster, uh
She like it fast
I gave her the cast
Take you for a ride
Already burnin the gas
So I ride 'round with that
Ride 'round with that whh
Lettin' go of that ahh
Bank account goin' "bing"
The pistol be goin' "blah" (let's go)
Race
Yeah
Ain't never pump the breaks, nah
I just race
Bank account on brr
Pussy on prr
Ice on mwuah
She fell in love
Hellcats flying at the speed of sound cost me a hunned' bands
I tried to tell that hoe it's not just a regular Dodge, gotta whip this shit to understand
She shaking Saturday
Sunday, she praying at the service
Pay her mama bills, she more than what meets the surface
Ride 'round with that whh
Lettin' go of that ahh
Bank account goin' "bing"
The pistol be goin' "blah" (let's go)
Race
Yeah
Ain't never pump the breaks, nah
I just race
It's icy
Golden
So I ride 'round with that whh
Lettin' go of that ahh
Bank account goin' "bing"
The pistol be goin' "blah"
Race
Yeah
Ain't never pump the breaks, nah
I just race
I prefer first place
Hey
I hit that turbo outta' space
Keep the pace up
Fríó turn base up, uh uh
I can see you hatin'
Fix ya face up, uh uh
Ain't no red flags, only black and white
I only text back if the pussy tight
Real life (let's go)
I just threw a stack and said "that's light"
Alright
I'm running laps, uh
Chasing a bag, uh
Burning the wood like a natural disaster, uh
She like it fast
I gave her the cast
Take you for a ride
Already burnin the gas
So I ride 'round with that
Ride 'round with that whh
Lettin' go of that ahh
Bank account goin' "bing"
The pistol be goin' "blah" (let's go)
Race
Yeah
Ain't never pump the breaks, nah
I just race
Bank account on brr
Pussy on prr
Ice on mwuah
She fell in love
Hellcats flying at the speed of sound cost me a hunned' bands
I tried to tell that hoe it's not just a regular Dodge, gotta whip this shit to understand
She shaking Saturday
Sunday, she praying at the service
Pay her mama bills, she more than what meets the surface
Ride 'round with that whh
Lettin' go of that ahh
Bank account goin' "bing"
The pistol be goin' "blah" (let's go)
Race
Yeah
Ain't never pump the breaks, nah
I just race
Credits
Writer(s): Maclean Porter
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