langford pkwy

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[Intro] So now my heart's racing, I'm thinking to myself Should I run? Should I go fast? Should I go slow? Should I wait for the cops and just surrender? I don't know what to do, so I'm half kind of cruising it And then I turn in this corner And a car stops in the middle of the road And the cops go mad, mad, mad, mad (Look at 'em all die! Stee-rike!) (Woo-hoo) [Verse: quinn] Gettin' money, no, ayy, gettin' money, no, ayy Gettin' money, no stoppin', gettin' rich, no option Your bros be flodgin', you up for adoption Gettin' money, no stoppin', gettin' rich, no option Your bros be flodgin', you up for adoption Play beat, head boppin', had the engineer like, "Woah" Pullin' up, I'm respected anywhere I go SoundCloud too trash, you can find me on [untitled], ayy Just got a new bitch, ayy, shit's lookin' bridal, ayy Double park in the Benz, stay in thе whip, leave it idle, ayy Smashеd into a fence, then I miss court, fuck a trial, ayy All I want is a two piece, in the crib with a Uzi Bad bitch but she choosy, only fuck with the goofies Locked in, no Adderall, BV not Gucci Fuck nigga can't rap at all, shit did not move me Shit did not, ayy Overhead, it's a bird, it's a plane, it's this Glock, ayy Go ahead, get a word in, explain why you tryna beef with me I ain't showin' no pity, don't come to my city Real dirty, real gritty Posted up in a spaceship, yeah, I mean a real spaceship I don't know why I talk a lot, I don't even gotta say shit My face already sayin' it Keep ridin' 'til the wheels off, you don't always gotta be tough Some of my niggas real soft Some of my niggas kill shit Real people, real shit Body drop, I don't feel shit Somethin' I gotta deal with New whip goin' real quick Bad shrooms, got me real sick New crib in Idaho, why the fuck we in Idaho? I don't know but I like it though I just dropped a tab, finna fight a ho These emotions, what do I do? You can't help me, it's bigger than you Do you love me? Just tell me the truth I am not your regular dude I will pull up and ruin your mood Got a bitch and she stay out the way Hit her up, "What we doin' today?" Hit her up, "Where we movin' today?" In the whip, where we cruisin' today? Fuck the ADA, can't catch me Steady runnin' shit like a athlete And my money good but my math weak Got a crew of niggas that'll back me [Outro: Harry Styles] We're only gettin' older, baby And I've been thinkin' about it lately Does it ever drive you crazy Just how fast the night changes? We're only gettin'—
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- quinn