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Kulin

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I've been moving fast, but I am no race car
If you wanna mess with me you gotta work hard
I got lambos in the driveway with the go-cart
And I pull up on your girl, and she go hard
I've been running running running I don't need a TEC
I got lights all in my face, but I see no feds
Grind hard, I gotta get that check, yeah
20 vision speeding hope that I don't wreck, yeah yeah
Speedway, 'hunnid on the speedway
Smoking gas, damn I don't think I can think straight
I got her all in my mind, and her BJ's
I just popped a Xanny don't know if I feel it

Plotting all my women on a spreadsheet, yeah
I just want a foreign girl, in my bedsheets, yeah
Booty fat, slap it call it sexy, yeah
Leave the club, told the girl to text me, yeah
'Claren on the highway
Yeah thats my way
And I cut it up
Like a nice steak
Put it on my plate
Baby whats the rate
'Rari in the stable
Boutta drop a tape
I was up all night and I was thinking hard
Do I wanna live a simple life or live a superstar
Do I wanna make decisions and be flying to the stars
Do I wanna bring the money in and whip it in the 'Rari yeah

I've been moving fast, but I am no race car
If you wanna mess with me you gotta work hard
I got lambos in the driveway with the go-cart
And I pull up on your girl, and she go hard
I've been running running running I don't need a TEC
I got lights all in my face, but I see no feds
Grind hard, I gotta get that check, yeah
20 vision speeding hope that I don't wreck, yeah yeah
Speedway, 'hunnid on the speedway
Smoking gas, damn I don't think I can think straight
I got her all in my mind, and her BJ's
I just popped a Xanny don't know if I feel it

I got her rubbin' on me
Ride it fast
Ride it slow
Slap her ass
How it go
Throwing cash
Asian cutie
Hide the stash
Scratch it like a rash, yeah
Flying on first class yeah
Smoking on that gas, flight attendant wanna smash, yeah
Pull up on yo girl and I think she's kinda whinny
Prada shades on me cuz my ice is kinda shiny
I don't worry bout no feds, cuz I got nothing in hiding
Worried bout my ex, shit I think she's tryna find me
Drowning in that pussy damn I think I need the Heimlich
Shit I just came back from London left a British girl behind me

I've been moving fast, but I am no race car
If you wanna mess with me you gotta work hard
I got lambos in the driveway with the go-cart
And I pull up on your girl, and she go hard
I've been running running running I don't need a TEC
I got lights all in my face, but I see no feds
Grind hard, I gotta get that check, yeah
20 vision speeding hope that I don't wreck, yeah yeah
Speedway, 'hunnid on the speedway
Smoking gas, damn I don't think I can think straight
I got her all in my mind, and her BJ's
I just popped a Xanny don't know if I feel it

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