Speed Limit
(Five)
(Benji Cashin' Out)
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
We be totting guns, we be fuckin' tottin' guns (Guns) (Woah)
We gon' have some fun, pull up on 'em make 'em run (Fun) (Bah)
They be talkin' shit so it's gon' be a hunt (Woah, woah)
Fuckin' on that bitch, she don't wanna hear no one (Bo-bo-boom)
Killed 'em then we dip, yeah we 'bout that real shit (Real shit)
They can't do it like me, I be makin' music quick (Quick)
They some sad boys, I was too but now I'm him (But now I'm him)
I ain't one of them, I ain't one of them
I ain't got no speed limit, I be racin'
Red in my lean, I be goin' crazy
Drank the wholle double cup now my eyes hazy
Last thing I remember I was pourin' it
Woah! (Woah, pull up)
Woah! (Woah, pull up)
Woah! (Woah, pull up, woah, p-p-pull up)
(Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
We be totting guns, we be fuckin' tottin' guns (Guns) (Woah)
We gon' have some fun, pull up on 'em make 'em run (Fun) (Bah)
They be talkin' shit so it's gon' be a hunt (Woah, woah)
Fuckin' on that bitch, she don't wanna hear no one (Bo-bo-boom)
Killed 'em then we dip, yeah we 'bout that real shit (Real shit)
They can't do it like me, I be makin' music quick (Quick)
They some sad boys, I was too but now I'm him (But now I'm him)
I ain't one of them, I ain't one of them
(Now I'm cool, my style new)
Had to change my swag, they trynna copy it too
But they can't do it like me, can't do it like me
A lotta bitches want me but I still got my baby
(Ion care 'bout the speed limit, no)
(Ion care 'bout none of that shit)
(I 'been turnin' up by myself)
(I 'been turnin' up all alone)
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, baby come chill with me)
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, baby come be lonely with me)
We be totting guns, we be fuckin' tottin' guns (Guns) (Woah)
We gon' have some fun, pull up on 'em make 'em run (Fun) (Bah)
They be talkin' shit so it's gon' be a hunt (Woah, woah)
Fuckin' on that bitch, she don't wanna hear no one (Bo-bo-boom)
Killed 'em then we dip, yeah we 'bout that real shit (Real shit)
They can't do it like me, I be makin' music quick (Quick)
They some sad boys, I was too but now I'm him (But now I'm him)
I ain't one of them, I ain't one of them
(Benji Cashin' Out)
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
We be totting guns, we be fuckin' tottin' guns (Guns) (Woah)
We gon' have some fun, pull up on 'em make 'em run (Fun) (Bah)
They be talkin' shit so it's gon' be a hunt (Woah, woah)
Fuckin' on that bitch, she don't wanna hear no one (Bo-bo-boom)
Killed 'em then we dip, yeah we 'bout that real shit (Real shit)
They can't do it like me, I be makin' music quick (Quick)
They some sad boys, I was too but now I'm him (But now I'm him)
I ain't one of them, I ain't one of them
I ain't got no speed limit, I be racin'
Red in my lean, I be goin' crazy
Drank the wholle double cup now my eyes hazy
Last thing I remember I was pourin' it
Woah! (Woah, pull up)
Woah! (Woah, pull up)
Woah! (Woah, pull up, woah, p-p-pull up)
(Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
We be totting guns, we be fuckin' tottin' guns (Guns) (Woah)
We gon' have some fun, pull up on 'em make 'em run (Fun) (Bah)
They be talkin' shit so it's gon' be a hunt (Woah, woah)
Fuckin' on that bitch, she don't wanna hear no one (Bo-bo-boom)
Killed 'em then we dip, yeah we 'bout that real shit (Real shit)
They can't do it like me, I be makin' music quick (Quick)
They some sad boys, I was too but now I'm him (But now I'm him)
I ain't one of them, I ain't one of them
(Now I'm cool, my style new)
Had to change my swag, they trynna copy it too
But they can't do it like me, can't do it like me
A lotta bitches want me but I still got my baby
(Ion care 'bout the speed limit, no)
(Ion care 'bout none of that shit)
(I 'been turnin' up by myself)
(I 'been turnin' up all alone)
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, baby come chill with me)
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, baby come be lonely with me)
We be totting guns, we be fuckin' tottin' guns (Guns) (Woah)
We gon' have some fun, pull up on 'em make 'em run (Fun) (Bah)
They be talkin' shit so it's gon' be a hunt (Woah, woah)
Fuckin' on that bitch, she don't wanna hear no one (Bo-bo-boom)
Killed 'em then we dip, yeah we 'bout that real shit (Real shit)
They can't do it like me, I be makin' music quick (Quick)
They some sad boys, I was too but now I'm him (But now I'm him)
I ain't one of them, I ain't one of them
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