Lyrics:
High five Fidel and Pete Trudeau
C'mon baby let's Calypso --
Step child lets Rock and Roll
Right now
Right now
Draft Dodger, he's a Draft Dodger
Draft
(Dexter) turn me up to like, maximum
You feel me let's go maximum, gas, gas
Premium uno, I killed it
Ooh
Speed it up, speed it up, speed it up, ooh
presidential with the Glizzy and the Caddy (on God)
Ballin' every day, they like, "Choppa you a draft pick", yeah, yeah
Switchin' lanes we gon' tear it up, you
is high
You can stretch right up and touch the sky
When the weather′s fine
You got women, you got women on your mind
Have a drink, have a draft
Go out
Said, my phone is blowing up
Cuz I got money on the line
And I got money on the line
And I got draft day
Said, my phone is blowing up
Cuz I got
I'm in an high speed chase, high speed chase high speed chase with the law
I'm in an high speed chase, high speed chase, high speed chase with
Speed it up
Go and speed it up
Speed it up
Go and speed it up
Speed it up
Go and speed it up
Speed it up
Go and speed it up
Speeding
Speeding
Go
Highspeed Highspeed Highspeed
Speed high speed high
Highspeed Highspeed Highspeed
Speed high speed high
Ich fühl mich nich
Schuldig nur weil ich
ahead and ride it out)
This the high speed way of life (This the high speed way of life)
This the high speed way of life (This the high speed way of life)
and cumming
This that Elite gang talk, ain't no fun for you, dummy
Go get drunk off your rum, keep it far from me
I've been sober longer than your career highs
There's an alarmingly high number of young people roaming
Around in your country with nothing to do but stir up trouble
For the police and damage
an alarmingly high number of young people roaming around in your country with nothing to do but stir up
Ble for the police and damage private property. it
high speed
High speed
High speed
Ain't no slowing down
Only high speed
High speed
High speed
Yeah we on the way
High speed
Tryna make it
denial.
High times! Deepping in the earthquake. Hard breath! Kissing all the day's light.
Everything's clear. It's the last take. Here on my site.
She's
up big B's, Bent' Bentyaga (Big B)
She ain't up to speed like my baby
Hop, hop in that new 'Ghini and race it (Skrrt)
This is not a dream, no fugazi
paid dividends
But now it's coming up short
Mining for gold in a vortex pool
Reserved for all the the fools
Draft after draft
Page after page
Just gotta
Just leave it as a draft ay
cy, Just leave it as a draft ay ay
I'll make it into craft ay
cy, I'll make it into craft ay ay
Leave it in the past yeah
Don't turn it down, turn it up every time them cops pass
Mashed on the gas, am I getting high, don't even ask
'Cause I got another ounce up in the stash
High in the video, fuck with me, hella raw
Raw got a little riddle, riddle, twerk for a star
Started from the (from the), like Christina, got
In the summertime when the weather is high
You can stretch right up and touch the sky
When the weather's fine
You got women, you got women on your
with us into the dark
Something, just a thing, we can do to change your life
High Speed, High Speed
High Speed in way to hell
High Speed, High Speed
funky rhythm
Look at ya man
And give him a high five
Cause I'm live
Runnin' around with him
Telling everybody
Hanging out on the block
It's time to wake
high, I be driving, speed focus
1-2-3 all the perks on me
I'mma pull up to your function, some of this shit went on
Your bitch posed herself, so I had
like a bike
You ain't going slow you ten speed
(I like the vibes
I like the vibes
I like the vibes you give me
You gone ride
You like a bike
You
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