Slow Me Down

Intro:
I'm in the fast lane moving
I'm in the fast lane, yeah
In the fast lane moving
Driving my car like a spaceship
I-20 I'm racing
Get out of my way, bitch
In the fast lane moving

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Verse 1:
Every picture perfect no filter
Work it for the gram she pose killer
Realest shawty ever/home hitter
Baby hype me up/Me so feel her
Other hoes is lurking so bitter
Other men just never did get her
Kinda worried she a gold digger
But she look good
Cook good
I ain't going nowhere
Get right to the point like stilettos
We be rolling up getting higher than falsetto
Walking through the ghettos like we running through some meadows
Slim thick cute Brunetto
You my favorite in the metro
You my favorite in the region
Probably only for the season
Then the tides are changing
Treat em nice
But never keep em
When you make it big
They wish you would come back and see em
Shawty where you was in the days up to my leaving
Aye they all know that I made it out
Got the hottest shit
They all gonna play it loud
On radio now so they think I'm looking down
Bitches just like snipers always tryna take me out
Feeling bulletproof pouring shots
Ain't tryna hold your hand baby
I just want the top
I tell shawty man that he acting like a cop
Following her car everytime she leave the spot

Hook:
Can't slow me down
All my old haters wanna know me now
Rowdy in the function they wan throw me out
I ain't going nowhere

Verse 2:
Like Why you so scared to lose her
Why your shawty out here tryna choose up
I tell baby girl better lace your shoes up
We running round the city just for amusement
Hold up wait a minute so familiar
Ima stay blessed no Bryson tiller
Shawty show me love you know me feel her
Baby you my drug and my dealer
I ain't do this rap shit for the status
Yeah I got the money got it right doing backflips
So I got these bitches tryna do my taxes
Probably have a mil before I even have a mattress
No capping

Hook:
Can't slow me down
All my old haters wanna know me now
Rowdy in the function they wan' throw me out
I ain't going nowhere