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Interstate (feat. CEO Juan Gotti) Video (MV)






Beezeo Cold - Interstate (feat. CEO Juan Gotti) Lyrics
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I'm a do the dash on the interstate
Had to cut some niggas off cause they was in the way
Them luh niggas aint no bosses they aint getting cake
Hell yea i done took some losses but we gone be straight
Bro just poured up in a fanta
Get the bag I'm going ghost Danny Phantom
This a two door Rolls Royce Wraith this ain't no Phantom
Bad boujee bitch dont get her way she throw a tantrum
I played the cards that i was dealt nigga i aint complain
I showed love when i aint have too niggas wouldnt do the same
Dropped a bag on Ma dukes didnt spend that shit on a chain
But my heart so icy like this shit straight from Johnny Dang
Niggas claim that they 100 but they be quick to change
Remember had one pair of shoes for real and i couldnt change it
Paced myself and ran up 33 just like Danny Granger
Spent that shit on some new water my wrist look like a glacier
I'm a do the dash on the interstate
Had to cut some niggas off cause they was in the way
Them luh niggas aint no bosses they aint getting cake
Same hoes was flexin on me then im laughin in they face
I just put Burberry on my hoodie Gucci on my waist
We got Hellcats back to back look like we finna race
We gone X that nigga off the map just like a treasure chest
You would think its boot camp the way that all my niggas step
I'm a do the dash on the interstate
Had to cut some niggas off cause they was in the way
Them luh niggas aint no bosses they aint getting cake
Hell yea i done took some losses but we gone be straight
I been tryna chase a bag
Told my dogs lets make it last
200 thats on my dash
I guess im livin life to fast
Mama say son slow it down
But I cant wait cause its my chance
Hit the E-Brake I wont Crash
If you not first you finish last
Took off we just like a plane
Me and bro we do our thang
F*ck niggas be hatin but tell em f*ck em we gon shine today
Lately i been focused on the paper this here to easy
Im in love with foreign broads
Im in love wit fast cars
Gettin money goin hard thuggin like a rockstar
They say i been cruisin trippin floatin on the interstate
CEO OTM DPG hoe thats the gang
I used to be broke but you cant tell the way i drive the STR8
Im in love wit money hustle baby i cant do relations
Gave that bitch my number and i f*cked its back to the basics
Young niggas be crashin in the city so i keep my banger
Never know when its my time to go so i be livin dangerous
I'm a do the dash on the interstate
Had to cut some niggas off cause they was in the way
Them luh niggas aint no bosses they aint getting cake
Hell yea i done took some losses but we gone be straight
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I'm a do the dash on the interstate
Had to cut some niggas off cause they was in the way
Them luh niggas aint no bosses they aint getting cake
Hell yea i done took some losses but we gone be straight
Bro just poured up in a fanta
Get the bag I'm going ghost Danny Phantom
This a two door Rolls Royce Wraith this ain't no Phantom
Bad boujee bitch dont get her way she throw a tantrum
I played the cards that i was dealt nigga i aint complain
I showed love when i aint have too niggas wouldnt do the same
Dropped a bag on Ma dukes didnt spend that shit on a chain
But my heart so icy like this shit straight from Johnny Dang
Niggas claim that they 100 but they be quick to change
Remember had one pair of shoes for real and i couldnt change it
Paced myself and ran up 33 just like Danny Granger
Spent that shit on some new water my wrist look like a glacier
I'm a do the dash on the interstate
Had to cut some niggas off cause they was in the way
Them luh niggas aint no bosses they aint getting cake
Same hoes was flexin on me then im laughin in they face
I just put Burberry on my hoodie Gucci on my waist
We got Hellcats back to back look like we finna race
We gone X that nigga off the map just like a treasure chest
You would think its boot camp the way that all my niggas step
I'm a do the dash on the interstate
Had to cut some niggas off cause they was in the way
Them luh niggas aint no bosses they aint getting cake
Hell yea i done took some losses but we gone be straight
I been tryna chase a bag
Told my dogs lets make it last
200 thats on my dash
I guess im livin life to fast
Mama say son slow it down
But I cant wait cause its my chance
Hit the E-Brake I wont Crash
If you not first you finish last
Took off we just like a plane
Me and bro we do our thang
F*ck niggas be hatin but tell em f*ck em we gon shine today
Lately i been focused on the paper this here to easy
Im in love with foreign broads
Im in love wit fast cars
Gettin money goin hard thuggin like a rockstar
They say i been cruisin trippin floatin on the interstate
CEO OTM DPG hoe thats the gang
I used to be broke but you cant tell the way i drive the STR8
Im in love wit money hustle baby i cant do relations
Gave that bitch my number and i f*cked its back to the basics
Young niggas be crashin in the city so i keep my banger
Never know when its my time to go so i be livin dangerous
I'm a do the dash on the interstate
Had to cut some niggas off cause they was in the way
Them luh niggas aint no bosses they aint getting cake
Hell yea i done took some losses but we gone be straight
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Writer: Brandon Payne, Duane' Patterson
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