F1 (feat. YNK Marr)

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YNK Ave

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I'm not 'bout to play with a nigga this not Wheel of Fortune
Them young niggas hot on they block niggas scorchin'
You my brother I got you I'll give you a portion
Ave really be doggin' the whip Jeff Gordon
I treat the whip like a NASCAR car go zoom
And the stick shoot mad far right to the moon
Shit really mad hard niggas ain't hand me a spoon
Had to go out and get it my time was too soon
I'm really having my way I'll buy your glock
It's a takedown move bra I lied I won't buy your glock
Niggas be tippin' and tellin' why so hot?
I really be draggin' my nuts, why no props?
It's whatever I know that I'm him
Niggas talking that shit 'til I go back and spin
It's a factory glock you can find out the gen
I don't know about them I can run up a ten
I grind every day like I'm living a sport life
Nigga speak on the men he gonna live him a short life
I put a opp in the air like a bus on fortnite
I'm really on shit put the ball on they court twice
These niggas ain't active they sit on the sideline
Thinking bout steppin' right here better look at the guidelines
Nigga died off fent what the f*ck nigga trippin'
Nigga called me a Meezy come see how I'm living
You thinking I'm cake I come through I drop shit on your own rip
I ain't hittin' no minors I'm hittin' a grown bitch
Niggas leak off they man nigga go get your own shit
I don't take disrespect better lower your tone quick
If my bro miss know I'ma score for him
Ju that's my brother I'm going to war for him
Nigga might be a undie don't open the door for him
I hop in the car and floatin' that bitch like a F1
I know I'm the driver still geekin' to catch one
Hop out and let everything roll we gonna catch up
Hop back in the car he in ro' on a stretcher
Run up the racks I ain't upgrading fashion, just upgrade the caliber
I'm still rockin' Nike but I turned a nine to a ten, and I turned a ... to a blackout
You got yourself in this shit you can't back out
I'm with myself in this bitch I whip blatt out
I don't got a belt with this fit for the quickdraw
Lil bra couldn't whip before I got that flatt out
YNK standing on business that's flat out
I got in the car, got there and I got out
I built the AP that you taking a shot out
It ain't no AC it be hot in the trap house
I'ma build a grenade you can't hide in that trap house
Free the men out the cage it's a long ass time out
G29 I ain't whippin' no nine out
If the nigga keep flexin' the nigga get slimed out
Just go get in that car what the f*ck is you crying 'bout
Niggas cappin' that's why they ain't got shit to rhyme 'bout
Hop out with 100 I'm feeling like Rambo
I'm smoking the one still roll up three grams though
I know it get hard still help out your man though
I just like to get paid still hop out the van though
He say what he heard make him scream like Van Gogh
I don't really like rap so my features a band hoe
You get tossed in the trunk what the f*ck is you playing for
If he ain't 'bout to bust what the f*ck is your man for
Me and Ju in the truck with them glocks it's a handful
Don't speak on the past you a bitch now, you had pull

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