Lyrics:
kid riding round in them toys
Life moving too fast I couldn't fathom
Big house on the hill like a mansion
All this money coming like I imagined
All this
Yo, I used to be a criminal, top car dealer
Big competition but ma cars are realer
But quite frank my car were professional
Reload, Exceptional
by and it goes so fast
When you’re looking back
Yes, once he though life would be singing in bars
Life on the road, pretty women, fast cars
Big fancy
no more
Saw my teacher miss elaine at the grocery store
I waited by her car, she asked: "why aren't you in school? "
Put my gun up to her head
out that muthafucka with about 4 pounds of that shamrock
Zip lock, body bag, toe tag, wet t-shirt, black mask
In and out fast, murderous, vast
outer space
Scat Pack, hooray, I paint it matte black today
And I got the freshest cars in the USA, uh
Tesla painted grape, I only drive it Saturday
stars, women call me "The Big Dipper" (Dipper)
Spit a few bars, grab my tool, and I drill her (drill her)
Jump in my car then I'm counting up my scrilla
don't sniff no blow (sniff no blow!)
Pimp hard on a cracker but I love me a crow (love me a crow!)
I gotta big truck on some big rims
I get my dick
the charcoal
Am I a star? No, ya' in my car? No
My name is Soopafly, bitch so ya' all know
Now heffer don't act stupid, 'cause ya'know who I am
The nigga
mom's
But they got her with the car bomb
Popst tried to save her second blast got his arm
Niggas play for keeps like casino
Baby's has got fathers just
cars and kicks
And look at how fast they made it
My younger brother gave less than a f*** he was content
With G.I. Joe and Tonka trucks
But I want
fulla ice
No bother try style
Dem will tek weh you life
Yea di vibes alright
Alright
She wanna role pon di big bike
Big bike
Big car when we drive by
ronopoly
Gotta roll fast be the one early
But hear aranamor complain about cats
And then he wins
So mid, go in a bin
So short and so goddamn thin
And then
zones
There is no guarantee
So we live fast some die young
We smoke our family trees
hey fool its the L O to the see
Livin life in the fast lane or so
bust out a question
Talk loud when you change of the mention
Big star driving in a big car you'll say
In the hills of California
Break off your awful
Go, go, go
Ay, this bitch fast as hell, y'all know I'm comin' though man
Yeah, yeah, go
Free the gang, long live the gang, you know I'm bummin
Why,
and sold! And you'll get fast cars, easy pussy, and live like a star, Oh, God bless America, land of plenty, land of opportunity.
Cause they really really
my passport
Overseas passports
Hotels with the glass floors
Everything I ask for
Fast cars, fast hoes
My whole life is fast foward
But if I stop, stop
Bently,
Now go on and put on a bikini for the Lamborghini,
Now let me see you in a car for the big grown,
Love the way you shake it for the dollar,
on their cars
They're wondering what it's coming to and how it got this far
Oh, but me, I got a nickel smashed flatter than a dime
By a mad dog, runaway,
Hey yo it's all love
But love's got a thin line
And Pun's got a big nine
Respect crime but not when it reflect mine
The shit I'm on is wrong but it
Smoke, I smoke cigars
You gonna catch a grenade
Call you Bruno Mars
Pullin' up in a nice car
Let it drive off and let your head pop
Driving off fast
Won't
gon play with me
That YO double P E R gonna stay with me
Rockstar got raw, big gun hot car, not far
You going to make it with me, you got war ducktape
Drivin to fast
Gotta slow Fo I crash
I want that digital dash
Like I drove in my past
Drove a bit wreck-less
No ops gonna inspect us
I Got a big
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