Speed-Racin

[Pre-Chorus]
In the whip I’ma ride
Me and your bitch, she gon sit by my side, huh
And your bitch talk to different guys
My bitch, she my bitch, only linking with I, huh
With all due disrespect, ha
And I feel like Will Smith, I’ll be bitching you guys (Pow)
And I feel like Will Smith, don’t be dissing my wife
Been looking for me, six weeks, I’m hid in Hawaii

[Chorus]
And my bitch is divine, and you swing from the vine
And I drift in the whip, I’m a swift whip rider (Woah)
And I’m sipping this shit like it’s cinnamon cider
And I can’t figure which of your bitch I’m inside of, huh
Freestyle shit, I don’t write
And she think you a geek, I’m like, “Shit, I know right?”
My bitch, she a freak, she in silk like a spider
In the whip, I be speeding and spinning around
Okay, yeah, okay (Vroom, vroom)
In the whip, we speed-racing, everyday (Skrt, skrrt)
I got bitchеs tryna place in, in the Wraith (Vroom, vroom)
He scarеd as hell, I seen his face (Yah)
I keep a Kel, no Kenan, bang
Saved by the bell like Yeat, bitch (Skrt, skrrt)
Aye (Aye, aye)
Aye (Aye, aye)

[Verse 1]
Nigga, I keep a keep a K (Brrrah)
And I’m fucking that bitch til my semen spray
Gotta calm down, deep breathing, no Demon Slay
And I’m fucking that bitch til I’m seeing gray
She throating my dick, make her teeth ache
I’m floating like Phoenix, no Jean Grey
Here we go again, feel like CJ (Wait)
I got your bitch on my sofa
These bitches love bang-banging, feeling like Sosa (Bang, bang)
I’m hitting the bank, I’m getting the rolls
I’ll sit in the Rolls, I don’t need me a chauffeur
I’ll sit in the Wraith, I don’t need me a chauffeur
Got scripts for the drank, I’ma mix it with soda
I hitting your bae til today is over
Bitch, I live with that drac, yall so done
Don’t know how many niggas want to try that shit
Cause the 556 hot and ready (Huh)
My brodie want me to stop popping them pills
He ask how much, I pop many (Huh)
I’m popping out, I pop heavy
Nigga, fuck it, I’m popping out with that semi (It’s deadly)
Where you cop that from, that look shitty
Thought I told you when I’m popping out, I pop heavier

[Chorus]
And my bitch is divine, and you swing from the vine
And I drift in the whip, I’m a swift whip rider (Woah)
And I’m sipping this shit like it’s cinnamon cider
And I can’t figure which of your bitch I’m inside of, huh
Freestyle shit, I don’t write
And she think you a geek, I’m like, “Shit, I know right?”
My bitch, she a freak, she in silk like a spider
In the whip, I be speeding and spinning around
Okay, yeah, okay (Vroom, vroom)
In the whip, we speed-racing, everyday (Skrt, skrrt)
I got bitches tryna place in, in the Wraith (Vroom, vroom)
He scared as hell, I seen his face (Yah)
I keep a Kel, no Kenan, bang
Saved by the bell like Yeat, bitch (Skrt, skrrt)
Aye (Aye, aye)

[Verse 2]
Niggas can’t keep up pace
Fucking with me, no way
I’m high as shit, flying, I’m seeing space
Dawg, I cannot lie, fell asleep in that wraith
Bitch, acting dramatic like telenovela
Mix black with the white like Cruella De Vil
I’m in love with these women like Ellen DeGenerous
Bitch pussy was pink, look like Elian’s hair (Hey)
And my bitch is divine, and you swing from the vine

[Chorus]
And I drift in the whip, I’m a swift whip rider (Woah)
And I’m sipping this shit like it’s cinnamon cider
And I can’t figure which of your bitch I’m inside of, huh
Freestyle shit, I don’t write
And she think you a geek, I’m like, “Shit, I know right?”
My bitch, she a freak, she in silk like a spider
In the whip, I be speeding and spinning around
Okay, yeah, okay (Vroom, vroom)
In the whip, we speed-racing, everyday (Skrt, skrrt)
I got bitches tryna place in, in the Wraith (Vroom, vroom)
He scared as hell, I seen his face (Yah)
I keep a Kel, no Kenan, bang
Saved by the bell like Yeat, bitch (Skrt, skrrt)
Aye (Aye, aye)

[Pre-Chorus]
In the whip I’ma ride
Me and your bitch, she gon sit by my side, huh
And your bitch talk to different guys
My bitch, she my bitch, only linking with I, huh
With all due disrespect, ha
And I feel like Will Smith, I’ll be bitching you guys (Pow)
And I feel like Will Smith, don’t be dissing my wife
Been looking for me, six weeks, I’m hid in Hawaii

[Chorus]
Okay, yeah, okay (Vroom, vroom)
In the whip, we speed-racing, everyday (Skrt, skrrt)
I got bitches tryna place in, in the Wraith (Vroom, vroom)
He scared as hell, I seen his face (Yah)
I keep a Kel, no Kenan, bang
Saved by the bell, like Yeat, bitch (Skrt, skrrt)
Aye (Aye, aye, aye)
Aye (Aye, aye, aye)