Talladega Night

While you caught up in your feelings I'll be chasing me a bag til' the second Ima' get it Go get It, Ima' get it, got the rock on my finger, like Spalding I'm spinning Got points on the board, 11:11 you wishin' You could be like me Live like me, everybody wanna know what it's like to be me But damn, I don't blame em' Ion' really blame em', cause when you this high, it feel like you levitating Ain't no southpaw, but I'm coming from the left Ima' hit em' with the jab, like Kyrie, no Net I don't do drugs but I'm finna' pop off While I drive with the top off, with yo' bitch, clothes off I heard that you heard I'm the best at being raw So every time you call, gotta' get your friends involved Yeah I like to fuck, but only on the night shift Keep the rubber tucked only when she in position I heard she got a mans, well too bad, Ion' give a shit I'm here like it's recess, the way that she play with my kids Ain't no Drake shit but I started from the bottom Had to pull up on the scene, like Jack, "what's poppin?" Ain't no soccer team, but your boy stay kicking Hit em' like I'm Messi, I don't got a pivot Nike on me The way she get to checking Got the windows getting foggy in my car, nice setting Talladega night, on sight, if you ain't in first, then you in last place, place Grand Theft Auto, alright, cheat codes gone, to win this race, race Back in High-School I ain't ever hit a peak But now I got your hoe right up on her knees Fine by me cause I done glowed up I done moved away from the streets you're from Talladega night, on sight, if you ain't in first, then you in last place, place Grand Theft Auto, alright, cheat codes gone, to win this race, race Back in High-School I ain't ever hit a peak But now I got your hoe right up on her knees Fine by me cause I done glowed up I done moved away from the streets you're from Wait, hold up, give me a second That bitch yours? Nah, nah she isn't Put it in her mouth, big Ave popsicle Now she wanna fuck, and ride me like a bicycle Temperature decrease, like I got me me a cold, never mind I take it back, my neck up on froze Hoes wanna text, wanna get to the blowing Sent an "lol" with the laughing emoji Catch me a body, like Bam, I'm jammin' Go with the flow type of guy, no plannin' Sluts in the backseat, really get to crammin' That's watcha' call life, I don't needa' explain it I'm high on life I don't wanna come down, motherfuckers like you still tryna' figure out "How the fuck do I get on his level?" Here's a secret, be the dawg, be the motherfuckin' rebel Talladega night, on sight, if you ain't in first, then you in last place, place Grand Theft Auto, alright, cheat codes gone, to win this race, race Back in High-School I ain't ever hit a peak But now I got your hoe right up on her knees Fine by me cause I done glowed up I done moved away from the streets you're from Talladega night, on sight, if you ain't in first, then you in last place, place Grand Theft Auto, alright, cheat codes gone, to win this race, race Back in High-School I ain't ever hit a peak But now I got your hoe right up on her knees Fine by me cause I done glowed up I done moved away from the streets you're from