speed (feat. va11c)

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Ayy, run in my spot when you know you a lame
How you gon' switch when you know that that's gang
Don't talk all that rap shit, I do it for fame

They ask about my jewelry, call me Johnny the Dang
They want all my fts, and they copy my game
Can't f*ck with that gay shit your bitch swing both ways,
They copy my flow, they copy my energy

Bitch over here and she sippin' on Hennessy
F*ck on the period, it look like the Red Sea
Asian ass hoe got that bitch off of Etsy
Ugly ass dude, shot that bitch through the headseat

All that confidence, but you cannot press me
Wow, wow, you cannot press me
Got in these choppers, them bitches is deadly
Pick yo hoe up in my motherfuckin' Bentley

Go text your girl, cause your bitch tryna get me
Spendin' my money, it look like a spreadsheet, she sayin' my name
Cause your bitch tryna get me
I'm rolling my blunts and I'm smokin' my weed by the end of the day

Cause your bitch tryna get me
Your hoe's over here, she suckin' my dick and she say you a lame
Cause your bitch tryna get me
She don't want you for weed and she don't want that love, she just want all the fame

Cause your bitch tryna get me
Yeah, your hoe tryna get me
That hoe just like a remedy, he ain't the same he pretend to be
Pussy boy, you not my kin

Yeah, I'm ridin' round town with the tens
Ain't talkin' bout no Ben 10
Got your hoe over here, she a fan
I got fake y'all just wanna dance

Baby, give me all these fuckin' zans
I don't know what you want from me
Smoking that gas to the sky
I'm way to motherfucking high

I turn your main bitch to a spy
Sorry guess I'm just that guy
Ayy, wanna be me but they can't get the bag
Finish this race, never last like

Give me that spotlight, you know I'm the man
Livin' my life like my last life
Stealing your bitch cause you know that I can
Making her go through a trance

I'm like, woah, woah, woah-oh-oh
I'm like, woah, woah, woah-oh-oh
I'm like, woah, woah, woah-oh-oh
Ayy im fucking your bitch

I'm like, woah, woah, woah-oh-oh
I'm like, woah, woah, woah-oh-oh
I'm like, woah, woah, woah-oh-oh
Ayy, run in my spot when you know you a lame

How you gon' switch up when you know that that's gang
Don't talk all that rap shit, I do it for fame
They ask bout my jewelry, call me Johnny the Dang
They want all my fts , and they copy my game

Cant f*ck with that gay shit, your bitch swing both ways
They copy my flow, they copy my energy
Bitch over here and she sippin' on Hennessy
F*ck on the period, it look like the Red Sea

Asian ass hoe got that bitch off of Esty
Ugly ass dude shot that bitch through the headseat
All that confidence but you cannot press me

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