Текст песни Fast - Superior

Fast

Bands keep fall out my pocket
Got billies on me
Hoes keep wanna touch me
They make videos
Wrist cost couple bricks
Got that Richard Millie on
Yeah me got that drip
I hope I ain’t spilling none
You know I go fast yea, yea
(Fast lane, fast ride, fast life)
I push on the gas yea, yea
(Fast lane, fast ride, fast life)
You know I go fast yea, yea
(Fast lane, fast ride, fast life)
I push on the gas yea, yea
(Fast lane, fast ride, fast life)
Living too fast
Foot on the gas
Redline on the engine, I hope I don’t crash
I cop me a coupe, burn the money to ash
But I make it right back
Watch it flip to a bag
I be leaving skid marks on the asphalt
I ain’t conversate unless the cash talk
Got a dime and I love when her ass walk
And she dripped in Celine 'cause that ass hot
Gucci belt got her tryna take that off
Give me top then I’m blowing her back off
You a lame little boy, knock that cap off
Step to me and I’m making you blast off
Versace the garments, lil' boy don’t want problems
Got shooters that Kovaak’s, they know to white chalk him
They aim for your noodle, turn mans into ramen
Defense on the boy 'cause I’m that hot
180 the life 'cause I’m fast bitch
Went from trapping to living in mansions
Got lil' mami at home do gymnastics
'Cause she loving the way that my ass spits
I be making a life off the backends
Cop the foreigns you only imagine
Getting blind when you look at my damn wrist
Bust down on the face doing damage
Now I got
Bands keep fall out my pocket
Got billies on me
Hoes keep wanna touch me
They make videos
Wrist cost couple bricks
Got that Richard Millie on
Yeah me got that drip
I hope I ain’t spilling none
You know I go fast yea, yea
(Fast lane, fast ride, fast life)
I push on the gas yea, yea
(Fast lane, fast ride, fast life)
You know I go fast yea, yea
(Fast lane, fast ride, fast life)
I push on the gas yea, yea
(Fast lane, fast ride, fast life)
Living too fast