K Suave Need For Speed
[Chorus]
I got a lot of money, yeah
I f..ck a lot of hoes
Getting high, she won't take what I'm on
She so selfish, she want me alone
I feel the mix kickin' in
Just put chrome heart on my new FN
Post up in the club, I don't know how to dance
I'm playing with them racks I ain't got an advance, yeah
I stay on new shit baby
I'm switching cars different one on the daily
I'm only hitting her up when I'm faded
She play it cool but I know that she hate it
I see what I like then I buy it
Oh, you never did X wanna try it?
In that need for speed I'm flying
Pockets fat, your shit on a diet
[Pre-Verse]
You thought I was lying?
My niggas they on that bullshit, they in love with violence
Wokе up and got fly today ain't even doing nothin' I'm tired
Told hеr "hit me when you land," I'm in traffic right now I'm driving, ooh
Instrumental Plays
[Verse]
It's not the same, baby, aye, it's not same
Money and drugs, it keep me sane
Inspirin' niggas they wanna be gang
She sucking me fast like she in a race
I'm smoking on Sunlato, this not a vape
I live in the air going to state to state
I'm writing up a new plan
I think I'ma need dick in your friend
He tried to run up and got popped like a can
She found out where I lived now I'm moving again, yeah
Two cups poured up baby I sip lean this not no beer
I'm in Dior tryna' cop some shit
I don't see nothing now I'm in YSL
I got a habit of spending
I got a habit of f..cking on bitches
Nut in your girl I be parked up in it
She not ashamed she smiling on camera
33 in the clip like I'm Danny Granger
We ride around with big sticks
We ride around with big blicks
My plug love me I buy all of it
In LA with Zelly we throwing up V
I gave her the dick too good she starting to write letters to me
I'm sipping Stilpane I done poured up a three
And any girl [?] out of my league
Just got booked for a show but I ain't even show up
You'll never catch me with security we all polled up
Got diamonds on my neck and they all so gorgeous
That money talking to me right now and I can't ignore it
Got racks stacked up like quarters
[Chorus]
I got a lot of money, yeah
I f..ck a lot of hoes
Getting high, she won't take what I'm on
She so selfish, she want me alone
I feel the mix kickin' in
Just put chrome heart on my new FN
Post up in the club, I don't know how to dance
I'm playing with them racks I ain't got an advance, yeah
I stay on new shit baby
I'm switching cars different one on the daily
I'm only hitting her up when I'm faded
She play it cool but I know that she hate it
I see what I like then I buy it
Oh you never did X wanna try it?
In that need for speed I'm flying
Pockets fat, your shit on a diet