Too Fast

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Slump6s - Rap, Hip-Hop

Too Fast

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[Intro] (Fuck you bitch ass, f-fuck you) (Rex, Rex) Wait, wait Wait, wait Wait, wait (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah) [Chorus] Started my day off, light up a blunt, then I forget everything that lil' bitch said Swervin' the i8, yo ho in front, but she grabbin' my arm, said we goin' too fast Like what's behind her, and from the front, she got pretty face, I'm tryna touch on her ass None of my gang really fuck with that runnin', but I'ma make sure we never come in last [Verse] I just copped a new crib, and that shit fully furnished, that nigga know where his ho layin' at 'Xtended mag on my Glock, I did this shit on purpose, so niggas know that I ain't playin' that This bitch wan' know my life, just listen to my verses, 'cause every track I'm really sayin' that I got Christian on me, but I don't go to church, I been sinnin' lately, she okay with that Take the top off the coupe, yeah I'm decapitated neck I'm in LA, like a Lakers match I know they want me gone, [?] Swag on them boys, imitatin' that This Balenci' shirt too big, nigga where the tailor at? Stand on my money, I'm as tall as Shaq Show my grandma my bank account, she had a heart attack Want a ho with no heart attached I had niggas switch on me, that I rode the hardest for I put all this shit on the floor Got the lil' bitch a Prada bag, she said she wanted more Tryna act like I can't afford it (Boom, boom, boom, boom) Hey, hey He tried the kid, but I ain't goin' I had tell my lil' nigga that it's grind time, but I ain't talkin' 'bout skateboarding And I'm back in the crib, tryna geek out my right mind, man, I'm just tryna escape boredom Steady watchin' 600, yeah just like a Sci-Fi, I know that they mad that I make more than them Ever since I got rich, I just pop smoke, all my bitches been straight foreigners Lil' bitch looked up my name, talkin' 'bout it's a ice age, all my diamonds just straight pointer After I fuck the ho, get out of my face, she in my phone, man, I'm straight ignorin' her And you kissin' that ho, lil' bro, how do I taste? I'm with the gang in a i8 [Refrain] Tell 'em nigga, catch up Tell 'em nigga, catch up I-I know these boy want my place, I know that hate, ain't shit finna change Just want that ho from the neck up, I don't want the sex in the ho I told her, "Don't get in your feelings when you start to see me with all different broads" Started my day off, light up a blunt, then I forget everything that lil' bitch said Swervin' the i8, yo ho in front, but she grabbin' my arm, said we goin' too fast Like what's behind her, and from the front, she got pretty face, I'm tryna touch on her ass None of my gang really fuck with that runnin', but I'ma make sure we never come in last Tell 'em nigga, catch up Tell 'em nigga, catch up I-I know these boy want my place, I know that hate, ain't shit finna change Just want that ho from the neck up, I don't want the sex in the ho (Bop) I told her, "Don't get in your feelings when you start to see me with all different broads"

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  • Slump6s