Fast Life
I live that fast life, get my bag right, don't remember last night
And I don't act nice, get a bag, maybe if you act right
That's your bitch, why she actin' like a treesh
My nigga Fino, dog her out, keep your bitch on the leash
Ayy, bitch, you know I'm winnin', yea, bitch, you know I'm scorin
Free my cousin Brazy, up in jail but wearing Jordans
Ridin in the foreign, why you sleepin', why you snorin'
I don't know bout y'all, but the bag is more important
Gang, tell her adios
Totin' on the Drakey, and the Brodie, totin' on the Ghost
How the fuck you steppin'? In the West, you know we stompin
Fuck around, keep playin', you gon' wake up in a coffin
You gon' wake up in a coffin, bitch, I need a Ruth Chris
I can't fuck with little treeshes, man, I need a new bitch
Im still stuck up on the block, same nigga, big blick
Gettin' to the fuckin' money, I'm just tryna get rich
I don't save these hoes numbers, I picked up, like, who is this?
Call me U-Haul, by the way, we movin' shit, we movin' bricks
In the trap, we flip the pack, gettin' money, ain't no cap
Pull up on this block, headshot, bet I'm aiming for his hat
I got a bitch, that do you grimy Bet she do you slimey
I feel like Dej Loaf, let a pussy nigga try me
Bad bitch on my dick, she a slut, call bro, got Rey in the cut
Your bitch, she a treesh, she a smut, said that you love her I'm cuffin' her butt
You took her to the club, she's comin' home with me
Your bitch a little freak, she's fuckin' for the free
And your girl got attached, said she tryna take my tee
And I told her I can't love her, she was fuckin' on the team, damn
I live that fast life, get my bag right, don't remember last night
And I don't act nice, get a bag, maybe if you act right
That's your bitch, why she actin' like a treesh
My nigga Fino, dog her out, keep your bitch on the leash
Ayy, bitch, you know I'm winnin', yeah, bitch, you know I'm scorin
Free my cousin Brazy, up in jail, but wearing Jordans
Ridin' in the foreign, why you sleepin', why you snorin'
I don't know about y'all, but the bag is more important
Thanks for watching
And I don't act nice, get a bag, maybe if you act right
That's your bitch, why she actin' like a treesh
My nigga Fino, dog her out, keep your bitch on the leash
Ayy, bitch, you know I'm winnin', yea, bitch, you know I'm scorin
Free my cousin Brazy, up in jail but wearing Jordans
Ridin in the foreign, why you sleepin', why you snorin'
I don't know bout y'all, but the bag is more important
Gang, tell her adios
Totin' on the Drakey, and the Brodie, totin' on the Ghost
How the fuck you steppin'? In the West, you know we stompin
Fuck around, keep playin', you gon' wake up in a coffin
You gon' wake up in a coffin, bitch, I need a Ruth Chris
I can't fuck with little treeshes, man, I need a new bitch
Im still stuck up on the block, same nigga, big blick
Gettin' to the fuckin' money, I'm just tryna get rich
I don't save these hoes numbers, I picked up, like, who is this?
Call me U-Haul, by the way, we movin' shit, we movin' bricks
In the trap, we flip the pack, gettin' money, ain't no cap
Pull up on this block, headshot, bet I'm aiming for his hat
I got a bitch, that do you grimy Bet she do you slimey
I feel like Dej Loaf, let a pussy nigga try me
Bad bitch on my dick, she a slut, call bro, got Rey in the cut
Your bitch, she a treesh, she a smut, said that you love her I'm cuffin' her butt
You took her to the club, she's comin' home with me
Your bitch a little freak, she's fuckin' for the free
And your girl got attached, said she tryna take my tee
And I told her I can't love her, she was fuckin' on the team, damn
I live that fast life, get my bag right, don't remember last night
And I don't act nice, get a bag, maybe if you act right
That's your bitch, why she actin' like a treesh
My nigga Fino, dog her out, keep your bitch on the leash
Ayy, bitch, you know I'm winnin', yeah, bitch, you know I'm scorin
Free my cousin Brazy, up in jail, but wearing Jordans
Ridin' in the foreign, why you sleepin', why you snorin'
I don't know about y'all, but the bag is more important
Thanks for watching
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Writer(s): Damon Chan
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