SPEED LIMIT

Lyrics

[Intro] Marc Madness, let's go crazy [Chorus] Bitch, I drive fast, I don't care about the speed limit 12 pulled the Trackhawk over, think it's weed in it My son can't get none of this pop 'cause it's lean in it I told him, "If you play, then you lay", I guess he ain't listen (I guess he ain't listen) I just touched some oranges off my Apple I don't wanna dap you, you reach, we gon' fap you (Bah) Put a switch on the Glock, now that bitch shootin' rapid I got all these carats on my body like a rabbit (Ice, ice, ice) [Verse] I gotta put her out after I nut, it's a habit I'll put some cheese on your ass like a sandwich Turn to Ludacris, I just started throwin' 'bows out (Come get 'em) Pull up with two long sleeves, niggas think it's cold out (Yеah) I'll show up to a nigga kickback with the load out (Blrrt) Mention my name, thеn you bringin' all the hoes out (Mwah) Rose gold everything, I should bring the Rose out (I should bring the Rose out on these ho-ass niggas) Six cellphones, if it ain't money, I ain't pickin' up Don't tell me shit 'bout my ex, I don't give a fuck You put all your trust in that bitch and she stood you up (Ha-hah) I'm a big dog, you a lil' pup (You a lil' pup) You call that bitch bae, that's my lil' slut She be lookin' like a whole meal, I wanna eat her up (I wanna eat her up) You could bring a brick back to life if you heat it up (On God) This a turnaround if you meet me there Five-percent tint, they can't see in here (They can't see in here) Ridin' with your bitch, she ain't supposed to be in here (Damn) This dog I got bite back, you should be aware (Rrr) All my hoes come in twos, I'ma need a pair These ain't no Girbaud jeans, bitch, these Amiris (These Amiris) Lightskin bitch thick as shit like tahiri She gon' ride the dick like she ridin' on a ten-speed (Ayy, ayy, ayy) She gon' call to text on my phones when she miss me Christian Loubs on a nigga feet like I'm with the Bloods All Nipsey blues in my pocket, rest in peace to Cuz I could've been a doctor, but instead, I wanted to be a plug You could've been rich, but instead, you wanna be a thug She ran up on me cryin', said she need a hug Gave my bitch ten racks, gave up on my thug If I had one wish, I wish I could be a drug Don't trip at my show, you gon' die right there in the club [Chorus] Bitch, I drive fast, I don't care about the speed limit 12 pulled the Trackhawk over, think it's weed in it My son can't get none of this pop 'cause it's lean in it I told him, "If you play, then you lay", I guess he ain't listen (I guess he ain't listen) I just touched some oranges off my Apple I don't wanna dap you, you reach, we gon' fap you (Bah) Put a switch on the Glock, now that bitch shootin' rapid I got all these carats on my body like a rabbit (Ice, ice, ice) [Outro] Marc Madness, let's go crazy