fast (remix)

fast

400 on the dash

fifty five bills

buck fifty for the tax on the bag

i don't really like to brag

vetements socks when i'm steppin out of sak's

i'mma hit in the morning 'cause i'm whiskey dickin'

got my brother out in cashville flippin' chickens

free bro from the can i ain't talkin' whippits

bitch i make beats and bad decisions

hit it

imma drop the top and show her titties

stars in the ceiling

wraith black i'm a villain

fuck it

stack that money up right past a million

my flow be sick

i need some penicillin

shawty tryna fuck me for these racks

cat

slide on these niggas they get wet

betta get ya bitch

she on the ground tryna at me

caught her in the lost and found

fucked her for a rack

what the deal is

don't care what the bill is

then i take her now imma gang in the village

i got real rich

popped the seal quick

bought a jet

i done take your bitch on field trips

fast

400 on the dash

fifty five bills

buck fifty for the tax on the bag

i don't really like to brag

vetements socks when i'm steppin out of sak's

i'mma hit in the morning 'cause i'm whiskey dickin'

got my brother out in cashville flippin' chickens

free bro from the can i ain't talkin' whippits

bitch i make beats and bad decisions

you at sueco's

get with the program

lightskin bitch off that lindsay lohan

she off the dust

she off the hillary duff

baby i ain't trynna cuff

i'm just trynna bust

wait hol' up

you gotta play with my nuts

hmm

i'mma make a beat out your butt

hmm

007 james bond

double oreo stuffed

double up my funds

she a vixen on the cam so i grab my iphone

she dumb with the head got me doin' a eye roll

she bad on film

gotta check out the b roll

put my d in her v got her singin' a c note

fast

400 on the dash

fifty five bills

buck fifty for the tax on the bag

i don't really like to brag

vetements socks when i'm steppin out of sak's

i'mma hit in the morning cause i'm whiskey dickin'

got my brother out in cashville flippin' chickens

free bro from the can i ain't talkin' whippits

bitch i make beats and bad decisions

oh word yeah that's big facts

three different mansions

ain't know tellin where i live at

bloody red lamborghini got me screaming

put that in the master richard mille

that be sittin on my wrist that we gon' slide out

i could fly your bitch out the country without you findin' out

said she wants to be on the team

i let her try out

she ain't getting dissed if she playin' with her punani now

yeah

she ain't getting dissed if she playin' with her punani now

my chain is lookin acky as water like a tsunami now

they told me not to tote on that 40 but shit be rockin now

they told me not to tote on that 40 but it's impossible

because niggas they be hatin' they owe me so i keep a glock or two