Race That

SRT, I race that, that bitch go real fast
Ain't text back, I read that, can't get a text back
Got it I don't gotta flex, yea, my diamonds baguette
Told that boy it ain't no point in a vest cause all my niggas aim for the neck

Mhm, no I ain't finished just started this shit, I got yo bitch givin top in this bitch
Brand new Beamer, I might drop the top in the whip
Huh, might drop the top in this bitch, see what I wan't then I'm coppin the shit, she want me cause she see that I'm poppin and shit, like just look at the way all these fuck niggas switch

I put all white on the whip, huh, Double R came with a tint
Yea, I run this shit like a scrimmage, don't give a fuck bout a image
Freestylin shit, no I don't do the written, last bitch was trippin, said bye and good riddance
That's my lil baby, hope she ain't pretending, said she only for me, and I hope that she meant it
Huh, yea, yea my shawty too fine, these niggas rat like 6ix9ine
I been with the same gang, can't switch sides
Huh, my niggas posted, im gettin motion, these niggas ain't on shit
Freaky luh hoe want my frank in her ocean, these niggas hatin, act like I ain't notice
I might just pour me a four of that potion, no I ain't feelin emotion
I stay true to my gang, im devoted
Need no court, imma ball like DeRozen
Niggas hatin they know that im chosen, niggas pull up, they causin commotion
All this ice on my wrist got me frozen, he was hatin now act like he know me, nigga shut up
Race that, Trackhawk go too fast
Nigga talk down then we on yo ass, in that Hawk, yea I'm doin the dash
And I know all these fuck niggas mad, nigga mad cause his bitch let me tap
Just like Faygo get topk off the map, cookin hot shit like we in the trap, no cap

Uhh, yea, no I ain't finished, just started this shit, I got yo bitch givin top in this bitch
Brand new Beamer, I might drop the top in the whip
Huh, might drop the top in this bitch, see what I wan't then I'm coppin the shit, she want me cause she see that I'm poppin and shit, like just look at the way all these fuck niggas switch

Look how these fuck niggas switchin, I'm whippin that hot shit like I'm in the kitchen
This whip push to start, it don't need no ignition, I can't trip bout no thot, I can't trip bout these women
Member back when that lil bitch had me trippin, huh, Wockhardt gon fuck up my vision
I pray to got but I'm sinnin, might call up my shooter that young nigga timid

Mhm, huh, no I ain't finished, just started this shit, I got yo bitch givin' top in this bitch
Brand new Beamer, I might drop the top in the whip
Huh, might drop the top in this bitch, see what I wan't then I'm coppin the shit, she want me cause she see that I'm poppin and shit, like just look at the way all these fuck niggas switch

SRT, I race that, that bitch go real fast
Ain't text back, I read that, can't get a text back
Got it I don't gotta flex, yea, my diamonds baguette
Told that boy it ain't no point in a vest cause all my niggas aim for the neck



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Writer(s): Arrian Hearn
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