F9: The Fast Saga Soundtrack Album Lyrics
F9: The Fast Saga Soundtrack Lyrics
- Don Toliver - Fast Lane
- Skepta - Lane Switcha
- Offset, Kevin Gates, Lil Durk, Trippie Redd and King Von - Hit Em Hard
- Ty Dolla $ign - I Won
- Amenazzy - Rapido
- Prodigy - Breathe [Liam H and Rene LaVice Re-Amp]
- Justin Quiles, Konshens and Dalex - Real
- Lil Tecca - Bussin Bussin
- Anitta - Furiosa
- Kevin Gates - Ride Da Night
- Good Gas - Bushido
- NLE Choppa - Speed It Up
- Jarina De Marco - Mala
- Murci - Exotic Race
Don Toliver - Fast Lane
(Ain't that DJ Chose over there? Look like DJ Chose)
Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Movin' on, speedin' through the fast lane
They say I know magic how my whips change
They don't see what I see
Love is the game, you know it's past me
Zero to hundred, you know I'm on, on go
Play with my dawgs, you know I'm on, on go (let's get it)
Bottles on bottles, you know I'm on, on go
Movin' too fast, you know we on, on go
I hit the switch and make your wheels go up
If I gotta make a call, you made a wrong, wrong choice
I won't let up, you know I'm on, on go
Movin' too fast, you know I'm on, on go
Fast lane, bet I push a hundred in two seconds
I just spent the Bentley and the Lambo on two necklaces
F*ck it, take 'em on to high speed, I'm too reckless
Demon time when I'm in that Demon, they can't catch me
Bet they get the message, I'm the best of the bestest
Bitch, I get the bag and blow it, you get yours and you stretch it
I be livin' life fast, I pray to God I won't wreck it
And I'm still waitin' for a bitch to check it
Who want the smoke? Better hope you don't choke
I be ridin' two-seater, it's just me and the scope
I like my nigga gangsta with a mouth full of golds (uh)
He hit the Latto, that's gold
Movin' on, speedin' through the fast lane
They say I know magic how my whips change
They don't see what I see
Love is the game, you know it's past me
Zero to hundred, you know I'm on, on go
Play with my dawgs, you know I'm on, on go (let's get it)
Bottles on bottles, you know I'm on, on go
Movin' too fast, you know we on, on go
I hit the switch and make your wheels go up
If I gotta make a call, you made a wrong, wrong choice
I won't let up, you know I'm on, on go
Movin' too fast, you know I'm on, on go
High speed the cars, that mean all my cars tinted, huh
All the scammers callin' me with cars, I need then of them
How these niggas flexin' with these cars, knowin' they rented? Uh
I could put some rappers all on blast, but I ain't gon' mention them
I'm a fiend, sippin' on some lean with my relatives
All the opps thinkin' that their safe, this shit treacherous
Put the lights inside the Lamborghini, you ain't listenin'
Put the car in sport, it get to jumpin' like it's ticklish, yeah
Movin' on, speedin' through the fast lane
They say I know magic how my whips change
They don't see what I see
Love is the game, you know it's past me
Zero to hundred, you know I'm on, on go
Play with my dawgs, you know I'm on, on go (let's get it)
Bottles on bottles, you know I'm on, on go
Movin' too fast, you know we on, on go
I hit the switch and make your wheels go up
If I gotta make a call, you made a wrong, wrong choice
I won't let up, you know I'm on, on go
Movin' too fast, you know I'm on, on go
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Skepta - Lane Switcha
[ Featuring Pop Smoke ]
I'm a lane switcher
Big tank, bank filler
Real killer, die for my gang member
Gun driller, dope man, dope dealer
Gorilla, bang, bang, lane switcher
Foot on the gas, yeah, I'm lane switchin' (rrt)
I cannot show them where I'm at
'cause they stay snitchin' (snitchin')
I gave my killy the greenlight
Y'all okay to killings (bow, bow)
I take the corner, window down, you see the chain swingin' (rrr)
Speed demon and we ain't watchin' police, nah
Before they see me, I seen them (woo)
You hear my dogs barkin' hungry so you know I gotta feed 'em
I told my girl, "Hold on to your weave"
I'm in the whip bobbin' and weavin' (sex)
Foot to the floor, you see me speedin' (uh)
I do the drop and I leave it
Four-hundred thousand on a jet (jet)
Two-hundred thousand on my left (on my left)
Richard Millie on my wrist (wrist, wrist)
And this ice on the baguette, look
It's me, Rocky and Skep (skep)
Niggas better put respect (better put respect)
On my name, nigga, reach for my chain, let it bang
And I'm in the foreign, switchin' lanes
And I'm with the gang, gang, gang with the gang (with the gang)
And the gang straight talkin' ten
And my BullDog put in pen (brr)
I got the Lamborghini 'cause the Wraith was borin'
Pull up and I'm scorin' (uh-uh-uh)
I'm a lane switcher
Big tank, bank filler
Real killer, die for my gang member
Gun driller, dope man, dope dealer
Gorilla, bang, bang, lane switcher
Ain't no man in the middle
Hit the gas on this V12
It sounded like a gorilla (ruh)
Drinkin' like I hate my liver
Smokin' these niggas like Swishers (ayy)
They hated on me, I got bigger
Bigger and bigger and bigger
Most of these niggas don't stay in the lane
They switchin', they switchin', they switchin'
I'm just a product of Memphis
Run up a stack and I flip it
She wanna get with this pimpin'
But it ain't that simple
The swerve is so perfect, superb
I nearly hit the curb when I bust that U-Turn
I pull up, two skid marks
When I park, like "Yes sir"
You hear that, from my car
A hook up the bra, one hand up (skrr)
Cause me and the Woo was kickin' it
Bringing the brew, let's reminisce
We in the groove, let's get in it
We in the groove, we in the groove
She wanna move at a gentlemen
Know I'm a grimer man, if I pull up Jodye he genuine
I'm callin' up Skep when I'm in the ends
We on the news, you on the loose
I know you sick of the sicka (hey)
When you see the big picture (hey)
That nigga put your sister in a twister (hey)
Lane switcher, paint dripper, drank sipper (hey)
Cap peeler (blaow), make you black flipper (hey)
I'm a lane switcher
Big tank, bank filler
Real killer, die for my gang member
Gun driller, dope man, dope dealer
Gorilla, bang, bang, lane switcher
Whole gang gorilla
Whole gang, none realer
Die for my gang member
Bang, bang, lane switcher
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Offset, Kevin Gates, Lil Durk, Trippie Redd and King Von - Hit Em Hard
Skrrt
Hey (woo)
I got the heat, comin' in hard
Pull out the flame, ready to spark
Turn up the beat, tear it apart
Tear off the leash, I'm in the yard
I hit 'em hard, I hit 'em hard
I hit 'em hard, I hit 'em hard
I hit 'em hard, I hit 'em hard
I hit 'em hard, I hit 'em hard
Drop in the Lambo', I'm burning the street
Life is a gamble, it's you or is me
I got to take an L anytime I compete
I am the one that you'll never will be
I hit 'em hard
Lamborghini with a hundred in 'em (Lamb')
Ride on 'em, in the drop Bentley (ride)
Get the money, on the money mission (hey)
Had to focus, keep a tunnel vision (woo)
No mercy, I'm not even playin' with 'em (nah)
Knock 'em off, I had my man hit 'em (knock 'em off)
I made me some bands with 'em (bands)
My diamonds they light, they go dance with 'em (Cartel Bo)
No talkin', I'm joggin', we're runnin' the city (woo)
Opposition, I own the submission
You movin' your tongue, like you comin' against me
You hurt in your feelings, convertible ceilin'
A push of the button, you comin' up missin'
Count it up, tuck it, take nothin' offensive
Touchin' them M's, what I loved turned against me
Left me no choice but to run it up vicious
Ready to eat, never gon' starve
Run with the beasts, swim with the sharks
I'ma get mine, put it on God
Ice out the cross, now who the boss?
I got the heat, comin' in hard
Pull out the flame, ready to spark
Turn up the beat, tear it apart
Tear off the leash, I'm in the yard
You gotta have heart, you gotta go hard
Gotta be smart, play all your cards
Turn to a beast, I couldn't stop
I couldn't sleep, I had to eat
Drop in the Lambo', I'm burning the street
Life is a gamble, it's you or is me
I got to take an L anytime I compete
I am the one that you'll never will be
I hit 'em hard
I'm in the 'Cat, hop out and hop out the Scat
Hop out and pop me some X
I be with killers, I land in the 'Raq
Found out the killer, they label a threat
Strikers on strikers, they changin' the VIN (they changin')
Talk shit, just drop your pen (just drop it)
You played that lame inside this club
You better not play him again
Doin' it bad, I'm so fast, better not crash
Twelve mad, pockets fat
You wanna a race, then it's a bet (on gang)
Catch up, bet I leave you
Double set on hard, this that diesel (yeah)
My lil' niggas, lethal
I can leave a Lamb' in the regal (skrrt, skrrt)
Only fast shit (yeah), ain't get my tags yet
We'll slide in our momma car
We don't give a f*ck, it get took, get our ass kicked
Ayy, Durk you promotin' violence (on gang)
Yeah? They revokin' licenses (on gang)
Slide on bro with a brand new Lambo truck
He don't know which striker (you don't know)
Ready to eat, never gon' starve
Run with the beasts, swim with the sharks
I'ma get mine, put it on God
Ice out the cross, now who the boss?
Drop in the Lambo', Im' burning the street
Life is a gamble, it's you or is me
I got to take an L anytime I compete
I am the that you'll never will be
I hit 'em hard
I'm in the dark, diamonds they dancin', they hittin' real hard
In a push start, know that my engine in the back of the car
I took of the tip and I'm pushin' my limits
I'm goin' real fast, I'm goin' real far (yeah)
Told her to f*ck with the boss and the business
I stay in my bag, they know I'm a star (yeah)
I stay with them crush dummies
We don't give a f*ck, we hittin' them hard
And I'm usin' my brain one hundred percent, bitch
I don't need a charge
Used to play on the handle bars (bars)
Now we handlin' firearms
Just lend me gas, and I do the dash
I puff puff and pass, get deep on the pass
I hit 'em hard
Writer: Kevin Jerome Gilyard, Durk Banks, Michael Lamar White II, Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Dayvon Bennett
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Ty Dolla $ign - I Won
[ Featuring Jack Harlow, 24kGoldn ]
Medals 'round my neck because I won, I won (won, I won)
Now my mama set 'cause I won, I won (won, I won)
Out here making bands, do what I want (what I want)
Greedy with the phone, I get what I want (what I want)
Skrrt to Hidden Hills up the 101 (101)
She just wanna chill on some one-on-one (one-on-one)
I just hit the gas, bitch, I'm gone, I'm gone (gone)
I might do the dash on 'em, just because (yeah)
Medals 'round my neck because I won
And I'm not gon' stop winnin'
And I'm not gon' stop spendin'
Lifestyle, I'm locked in it
Ten weeks, I've been top tennin'
She need me like oxygen
Felt the same 'til I got finished
Big ring with them rocks in it
When I pop one I'm like Popeye when he got spinach
I'm clean cut with a pop image but it's demons that I'm locked in with (yeah)
Take a flight and switch continents, my old whip ain't have a AUX in it
New whip, I just hit a button then suddenly there's no top in it (no top in it)
But I still get plenty in it
Then I give her that Jimi Hendrix
Lusted over by plenty women
Say I look just like Diggy Simmons
Fresh Prince, I get Jiggy wit it
Lotta hits, it's never any misses
Dizzy Whizz, I'm in the city with it
On top, any minute (any minute)
Medals 'round my neck because I won, I won (won, I won)
Now my mama set 'cause I won, I won (won, I won)
Out here making bands, do what I want (what I want)
Greedy with the phone, I get what I want (what I want)
Skrrt to Hidden Hills up the 101 (101)
She just wanna chill on some one-on-one (one-on-one)
I just hit the gas, bitch, I'm gone, I'm gone (gas)
I might do the dash on 'em, just because
Medals 'round my neck because I
Pulled up in that full truck
Made it drop down like her skrrt skrrt
Lames talking that bullshit
Well that bullshit ain't gon' work, work
New crib got a good view
Bring the hood through what I could do
Lil' baby, she know that I'm worth it
Can't tell me that I don't deserve, ayy
Billion bucks if you want this deluxe
Baby, I feel expensive, okay
Yeah, I came from the cut and I ran that shit up
Just to spend it and splurge it with the gang
Watch me not give a f*ck 'cause it's up and it's stuck
Baby, I'm never going away
Feel like AI when I hit the stage
Never practice but I came to play
Medals 'round my neck because I won, I won (won, I won)
Now my mama set 'cause I won, I won (won, I won)
Out here making bands, do what I want (what I want)
Greedy with the phone, I get what I want (what I want)
Skrrt to Hidden Hills up the 101 (101)
She just wanna chill on some one-on-one (one-on-one)
I just hit the gas, bitch, I'm gone, I'm gone (gas)
I might do the dash on 'em, just because
Medals 'round my neck because I won
Writer: Dazmiere S. Johnson, Golden Landis Von Jones, Gradon Jay Lee, Jackman Thomas Harlow, Jacob Michael Troth, Tyrone William Jr. Griffin, Vincent Marcellus Watson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Amenazzy - Rapido
(Le gusta la velocidad)
(Lo quiere rápido, rápido)
(Rápido, rápido)
(Rápido, rápido)
Acelera, baby, prende los motore' (¡blep!)
La noche apretamo' y no hay quien te controle
De la manera en que lo mueve' a mí me fascina (¡blep!)
Vamo' a tomarno' un shot de adrenalina
Tengo curiosidad (eh, eh)
Quiero viajar dentro de ti a mucha velocidad (velocidad)
No voy a parar, yo no creo en la autoridad (autoridad)
Lo mismo los do' queremo'
Ella siempre me dice que sí, nunca que no
A doscienta' milla' nos vamo' sin freno
Le gusta la velocidad
Lo quiere rápido, rápido
Rápido, rápido
Rápido, rápido
Tú me acelera', me acelera' (oeh-oeh)
Manéjame a tu manera y hazlo rápido
Báilame la noche entera (oeh-oeh)
Condúceme a donde quieras, pero rápido
Tú me aceleras siempre en exceso
Yo solo me disfruto el proceso
Mezclando adrenalina y el sexo
Los dos sin ropa por el expreso
Si no la atiendo, ella se me pone furiosa
La vida e' una y nunca ha sido color de rosa', na'
Lo nuestro es clandestino
La culpa viene siendo del destino
De nada nunca nos arrepentimo'
Cuando lo hacemos siempre repetimo'
No la descuido
Tú me acelera', me acelera' (oeh-oeh)
Manéjame a tu manera y hazlo rápido
Báilame la noche entera (oeh-oeh)
Condúceme a donde quieras, pero rápido (Rochy)
Rápido me viene, no exi'te quien la frene
Yo solo la persigo yo no sé si me conviene (ja, ja)
Le gusta la velocida', al peligro no le teme
Ella está botando fuego, yo 'toy loco que me queme (oh, oh, oh)
Me robo su mirada, bailando me acelera
Estoy bajando por otro, que ya me desespera
Me la voy a robar la noche entera (jaja)
Me está manejando, no me importa que lo haga como quiera
Un poco de alcohol hasta que salga el sol
Alta temperatura botando el calor
El auto botando vapor
Ella acelera, va a fundi' el motor
Y está ready pa'l toque (¡blep!)
Esperando que yo la seduzca y la toque
Y la nota le explote (¡blep!)
Ya estoy imaginando que hay debajo 'e ese escote
Pura candela pa' prenderte en fuego
Y hace que a la ve', tú caiga' en mi juego
Déjate llevar por el humo y el alcohol (alcohol)
Que de tu cuerpo yo tengo el control (control, -trol)
Tú me acelera' (¡blep!), me acelera' (eh, eh)
Manéjame a tu manera y hazlo rápido
Báilame como tú quiera' (eh, eh)
Condúceme a tu manera, pero rápido
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Prodigy - Breathe [Liam H and Rene LaVice Re-Amp]
Breathe with me
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game I'll test ya
Psycho-somatic addict-insane
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game I'll test ya
Psycho-somatic addict-insane
Come play my game
Inhale, inhale. You're the victim
Come play my game
Exhale, exhale, exhale
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game I'll test ya
Psycho-somatic addict-insane
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game I'll test ya
Psycho-somatic addict-insane
Come play my game
Inhale, inhale. You're the victim
Come play my game
Exhale, exhale, exhale
Breathe with me
Breathe with me
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game I'll test ya
Psycho-somatic addict-insane
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game I'll test ya
Psycho-somatic addict-insane
Come play my game
Inhale, inhale. You're the victim
Come play my game
Exhale, exhale, exhale
Breathe with me
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game I'll test ya
Psycho-somatic addict-insane
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game I'll test ya
Psycho-somatic addict-insane
Come play my game
Inhale, inhale. You're the victim
Come play my game
Exhale, exhale, exhale
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game I'll test ya
Psycho-somatic addict-insane
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game I'll test ya
Psycho-somatic addict-insane
Come play my game
Inhale, inhale. You're the victim
Come play my game
Exhale, exhale, exhale
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game I'll test ya
Psycho-somatic addict-insane
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game I'll test ya
Psycho-somatic addict-insane
Come play my game
Inhale, inhale. You're the victim
Come play my game
Exhale, exhale, exhale
Breathe with me
Breathe with me
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game I'll test ya
Psycho-somatic addict-insane
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game I'll test ya
Psycho-somatic addict-insane
Come play my game
Inhale, inhale. You're the victim
Come play my game
Exhale, exhale, exhale
Breathe with me
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game I'll test ya
Psycho-somatic addict-insane
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game I'll test ya
Psycho-somatic addict-insane
Come play my game
Inhale, inhale. You're the victim
Come play my game
Exhale, exhale, exhale
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Justin Quiles, Konshens and Dalex - Real
Everybody don't know where you at, mami (uh-yeh)
I've been ? Body (Dalex)
Everything I need, knows me, have it (Justin Quiles, mami)
Yah-yah-yah
Aunque no es amor (amor)
Se siente tan real (real)
Cuando me miró (miró)
Se sintió tan real (real)
Aunque no es amo-o-or (amor)
Se siente tan real (real)
Cuando me miró, oh, oh
Se sintió tan real, yeah
El amor que sentimo' tan real
Lo protejo de to'a la oscurida'
Dios lo libre de toda la maldad
Que no pase' por la necesidad
Cuando tú me necesite', llama
Que yo siempre estaré aquí
Lo mejor va de mí para ti (oh)
Aunque no es amor (amor)
Se siente tan real (real)
Cuando me miró (miró)
Se sintió tan real (real)
Aunque no es amo-o-or (amor)
Se siente tan real (real)
Cuando me miró, oh, oh
Se sintió tan real
And this is not love (love, love, love, love)
And this is not love (love, love, love, love)
Cuando se feels alright
Me miró, me miró, me miró, me miró (mhm-mmm)
Me miró, me miró, me miró, me miró
Me miró, me miró, me miró, me miró, me miró
Oh yeah, me miró, me miró, me miró, me miró (oh, oh)
Te levantaré sin que tú me lo pidas hasta la otra vida
Que al igual que yo, yo sé que tú también a mí me cuida'
Cuando tú me necesite', llama, que yo siempre estaré aquí
Lo mejor va de mí para ti (uh-yeh)
Cuando tú me necesite', llama
Que yo siempre estaré aquí
Lo mejor va de mí para ti
Aunque no es amor (amor)
Se siente tan real (real)
Cuando me miró (miró)
Se sintió tan real (real)
Aunque no es amo-o-or (amor)
Se siente tan real (real)
Cuando me miró, oh, oh
Se sintió tan real
And this is not love (love, love, love, love)
And this is not love (love, love, love, love)
Cuando se feels alright
Me miró, me miró, me miró, me miró (mhm-mmm)
Me miró, me miró, me miró, me miró
Me miró, me miró, me miró, me miró, me miró
Oh yeah, me miró, me miró, me miró, me miró (oh, oh)
When I come from days of angry
Hunting, hustling, life wasn't lovely
Nobody neva care, they neva love me
You come around, come show me what love me
I want to tell you, that you got a rider forever
If you riding stand firm by your side, never sliding
No matter what the time is
Cuando tú me necesite', llama
Que yo siempre estaré aquí
Lo mejor va de mí para ti
Aunque no es amor (amor)
Se siente tan real (real)
Cuando me miró (miró)
Se sintió tan real (real)
Aunque no es amo-o-or (amor)
Se siente tan real (real)
Cuando me miró, oh, oh
Se sintió tan real
And this is not love (love, love, love, love)
And this is not love (love, love, love, love)
Cuando se feels alright
Me miró, me miró, me miró, me miró (mhm-mmm)
Me miró, me miró, me miró, me miró
Me miró, me miró, me miró, me miró, me miró
Oh yeah, me miró, me miró, me miró, me miró (oh, oh) (?)
Writer: Hector Melvin Mendoza, Justin Quiles, Karloff Gaitan, Pedro David Daleccio, Spence Garfield
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lil Tecca - Bussin Bussin
Oh
Oh, oh
Oh (Pyroman)
Oh, oh
Oh
Oh, oh (hey Rvssian)
Eliantte, it's bussin', bussin' (bussin', bussin')
And my bitch, yeah, she's bussin', bussin' (bussin', bussin')
Countin' Benji's, I'm runnin' hundreds (runnin' hundreds)
Now that shawty, she f*ckin', f*ckin' (f*ckin', f*ckin')
I remember I was nothin', nothin' (bop)
Yeah, that wasn't too long ago (long ago)
'Member bitches, they was frontin', frontin'
Now these bitches on me when I'm on the road
I don't pay no attention (yeah)
On the block, nigga, when I bend it (bend it, yeah)
That's a hollow, nigga, what I'm sending (sending, yeah)
Tryna diss, nigga, I'm offended (uh)
Fendi, nigga, not offended (offended, uh)
Everything owned, not rented (wrong)
Everything owned, not stained (stained)
Everything owned, that's mine (mine)
And I'm f*ckin' that bitch in her spine (spine)
Went from New York to L.A., I'm flyin' (flyin')
He on thirty milligrams, he flyin' (she flyin')
Just took your bitch job, let's wine and dine (let's wine)
Can't f*ck with the apple, I need me a pine (I need me a)
I don't waste no time (no time)
Loyalty over everything
Yeah, my bitch, she mine
Eliantte, it's bussin', bussin'
And my bitch, yeah, she's bussin', bussin'
Countin' Benji's, I'm runnin' hundreds
Now that shawty, she f*ckin', f*ckin'
I remember I was nothin', nothin'
Yeah, that wasn't too long ago
'Member bitches, they was frontin', frontin'
Now these bitches on me when I'm on the road
Eliantte, it's bussin', bussin'
And my bitch, yeah, she's bussin', bussin'
Countin' Benji's, I'm runnin' hundreds
Now that shawty, she f*ckin', f*ckin'
I remember I was nothin', nothin'
Yeah, that wasn't too long ago
'Member bitches, they was frontin', frontin'
Now these bitches on me when I'm on the road
'Bout to go race to the cash (cash)
'Bout to go race to the bag (bag)
You niggas be beggin' for clout (clout)
Yeah, niggas, they want that tag (tag)
Bitch on my phone, she said
"You blow up like a frag," yeah (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Every time I get a notification
These bitches nag me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty bumping all my music
She said, "Tec', you in your bag" (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I'm in eleventh grade, bitch, and next year I might graduate (yeah)
And I'm havin' fun, I don't care if you mad
I'm a real busy nigga, every day I'm in a different state (oh, oh)
Eliantte, it's bussin', bussin' (bussin', bussin')
And my bitch, yeah, she's bussin', bussin' (bussin', bussin')
Countin' Benji's, I'm runnin' hundreds (runnin' hundreds)
Now that shawty, she f*ckin', f*ckin' (f*ckin', f*ckin')
I remember I was nothin', nothin' (nothing, nothing)
Yeah, that wasn't too long ago (oh)
'Member bitches, they was frontin', frontin' (frontin', frontin')
Now these bitches on me when I'm on the road (on the road)
Eliantte, it's bussin', bussin' (bussin', bussin')
And my bitch, yeah, she's bussin', bussin' (bussin', bussin')
Countin' Benji's, I'm runnin' hundreds (runnin' hundreds)
Now that shawty, she f*ckin', f*ckin' (f*ckin', f*ckin')
I remember I was nothin', nothin' (oh)
Yeah, that wasn't too long ago (oh)
'Member bitches, they was frontin', frontin' (oh)
Now these bitches on me when I'm on the road (oh)
Oh, oh
Oh (Pyroman)
Oh, oh
Oh
Oh, oh (hey Rvssian)
Eliantte, it's bussin', bussin' (bussin', bussin')
And my bitch, yeah, she's bussin', bussin' (bussin', bussin')
Countin' Benji's, I'm runnin' hundreds (runnin' hundreds)
Now that shawty, she f*ckin', f*ckin' (f*ckin', f*ckin')
I remember I was nothin', nothin' (bop)
Yeah, that wasn't too long ago (long ago)
'Member bitches, they was frontin', frontin'
Now these bitches on me when I'm on the road
I don't pay no attention (yeah)
On the block, nigga, when I bend it (bend it, yeah)
That's a hollow, nigga, what I'm sending (sending, yeah)
Tryna diss, nigga, I'm offended (uh)
Fendi, nigga, not offended (offended, uh)
Everything owned, not rented (wrong)
Everything owned, not stained (stained)
Everything owned, that's mine (mine)
And I'm f*ckin' that bitch in her spine (spine)
Went from New York to L.A., I'm flyin' (flyin')
He on thirty milligrams, he flyin' (she flyin')
Just took your bitch job, let's wine and dine (let's wine)
Can't f*ck with the apple, I need me a pine (I need me a)
I don't waste no time (no time)
Loyalty over everything
Yeah, my bitch, she mine
Eliantte, it's bussin', bussin'
And my bitch, yeah, she's bussin', bussin'
Countin' Benji's, I'm runnin' hundreds
Now that shawty, she f*ckin', f*ckin'
I remember I was nothin', nothin'
Yeah, that wasn't too long ago
'Member bitches, they was frontin', frontin'
Now these bitches on me when I'm on the road
Eliantte, it's bussin', bussin'
And my bitch, yeah, she's bussin', bussin'
Countin' Benji's, I'm runnin' hundreds
Now that shawty, she f*ckin', f*ckin'
I remember I was nothin', nothin'
Yeah, that wasn't too long ago
'Member bitches, they was frontin', frontin'
Now these bitches on me when I'm on the road
'Bout to go race to the cash (cash)
'Bout to go race to the bag (bag)
You niggas be beggin' for clout (clout)
Yeah, niggas, they want that tag (tag)
Bitch on my phone, she said
"You blow up like a frag," yeah (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Every time I get a notification
These bitches nag me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty bumping all my music
She said, "Tec', you in your bag" (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I'm in eleventh grade, bitch, and next year I might graduate (yeah)
And I'm havin' fun, I don't care if you mad
I'm a real busy nigga, every day I'm in a different state (oh, oh)
Eliantte, it's bussin', bussin' (bussin', bussin')
And my bitch, yeah, she's bussin', bussin' (bussin', bussin')
Countin' Benji's, I'm runnin' hundreds (runnin' hundreds)
Now that shawty, she f*ckin', f*ckin' (f*ckin', f*ckin')
I remember I was nothin', nothin' (nothing, nothing)
Yeah, that wasn't too long ago (oh)
'Member bitches, they was frontin', frontin' (frontin', frontin')
Now these bitches on me when I'm on the road (on the road)
Eliantte, it's bussin', bussin' (bussin', bussin')
And my bitch, yeah, she's bussin', bussin' (bussin', bussin')
Countin' Benji's, I'm runnin' hundreds (runnin' hundreds)
Now that shawty, she f*ckin', f*ckin' (f*ckin', f*ckin')
I remember I was nothin', nothin' (oh)
Yeah, that wasn't too long ago (oh)
'Member bitches, they was frontin', frontin' (oh)
Now these bitches on me when I'm on the road (oh)
Writer: Tyler Justin Sharpe
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Anitta - Furiosa
Me pongo furiosa
Cada ve' que tú me mira' (mira')
Yo prefiero estar sola (sola)
Que tener tu mala energía (-gía)
Me siento furiosa (yo, yo)
No me quiere' de enemiga (-miga)
Me pongo furiosa
Cada ve' que tú me mira' (mira')
Me pongo furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa) (ja, ja)
Me pongo furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa) (ja, ja)
No me gusta cómo tú me hablas (no)
No quiero escuchar el tono de tu voz (sí)
Te conocí cuando no era' nada
Y ahora piensa' que tú sabes más que yo
Y piensa' que tú me conoce'
Diciendo todos esos rumores
I heard you went behind my back (ah)
Why you do me like that?
Me pongo furiosa
Cada ve' que tú me mira' (mira')
Yo prefiero estar sola (sola)
Que tener tu mala energía (-gía)
Me siento furiosa (yo, yo)
No me quiere' de enemiga (-miga)
Me pongo furiosa (no)
Cada ve' que tú me mira' (mira', mira', mira')
Me pongo furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa) (ja, ja) (furiosa)
Me pongo furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa) (ja, ja) furiosa)
You lost another good girl to a bad guy (wuh)
Go ahead and have your way, I'ma have mine (that's right)
Bet you thought that you could play me, oh, is that right? (oh, is that right?)
Oh, is that right?
Yo sé que tú mientes, conmigo no juegues
No eres inocente, ya, ya
Tú no quiere' bronca, que soy peligrosa
Yo traigo mi tropa, ya, ya
Me pongo furiosa
Cada ve' que tú me mira' (mira) (yeah)
Yo prefiero estar sola (sola)
Que tener tu mala energía (-gía)
Me siento furiosa (yo, yo)
No me quiere' de enemiga (-miga)
Me pongo furiosa (no)
Cada ve' que tú me mira' (mira', mira', mira')
Me pongo furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa) (ja, ja) (furiosa)
Me pongo furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa) (ja, ja) furiosa)
Dale
Cada ve' que tú me mira' (mira')
Yo prefiero estar sola (sola)
Que tener tu mala energía (-gía)
Me siento furiosa (yo, yo)
No me quiere' de enemiga (-miga)
Me pongo furiosa
Cada ve' que tú me mira' (mira')
Me pongo furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa) (ja, ja)
Me pongo furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa) (ja, ja)
No me gusta cómo tú me hablas (no)
No quiero escuchar el tono de tu voz (sí)
Te conocí cuando no era' nada
Y ahora piensa' que tú sabes más que yo
Y piensa' que tú me conoce'
Diciendo todos esos rumores
I heard you went behind my back (ah)
Why you do me like that?
Me pongo furiosa
Cada ve' que tú me mira' (mira')
Yo prefiero estar sola (sola)
Que tener tu mala energía (-gía)
Me siento furiosa (yo, yo)
No me quiere' de enemiga (-miga)
Me pongo furiosa (no)
Cada ve' que tú me mira' (mira', mira', mira')
Me pongo furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa) (ja, ja) (furiosa)
Me pongo furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa) (ja, ja) furiosa)
You lost another good girl to a bad guy (wuh)
Go ahead and have your way, I'ma have mine (that's right)
Bet you thought that you could play me, oh, is that right? (oh, is that right?)
Oh, is that right?
Yo sé que tú mientes, conmigo no juegues
No eres inocente, ya, ya
Tú no quiere' bronca, que soy peligrosa
Yo traigo mi tropa, ya, ya
Me pongo furiosa
Cada ve' que tú me mira' (mira) (yeah)
Yo prefiero estar sola (sola)
Que tener tu mala energía (-gía)
Me siento furiosa (yo, yo)
No me quiere' de enemiga (-miga)
Me pongo furiosa (no)
Cada ve' que tú me mira' (mira', mira', mira')
Me pongo furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa) (ja, ja) (furiosa)
Me pongo furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa)
Furiosa (furiosa) (ja, ja) furiosa)
Dale
Writer: Larissa de Macedo Machado
Copyright: Lyrics © HIPGNOSIS SONGS GROUP, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © HIPGNOSIS SONGS GROUP, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Kevin Gates - Ride Da Night
(Go Grizz)
Whoa, whoa
Tonight, na-na, whoa
Green light, we gon' ride tonight
Bow pipes, we gon' ride tonight
Fishtailin' out the parking lot
No cops, we ain't gonna stop
Switch gears, we gon' drag and drip
Hard tops, ain't no rags in here
Hit the gas, and grab the cup
Muscle cars sound mad as hell
Full throttle, I'm stuck in the fast lane
Livin' life with my foot on the pedal
Hop in the spaceship, and two-hundred the dash
I ain't scared to dance with the devil
Took off on the competition, I'm alone at the top
Thinkin', "Lately, who been on my level?"
Runnin' up commas and comin' in first place
That's the only thing been in my schedule
No, I can't lose, I came in breakin' the rules
And run up the check with the rebels
Blood, sweat and tears in this shit, you was ever against us
Then that ain't some shit we can settle
Me and the gang turn op for no reason
I'm in my bag, no matter the season
I told them boys, "I'm the best", and I mean it
Ready, set, go, hit the streets, and I'm speedin'
Green light, we gon' ride tonight
Bow pipes, we gon' ride tonight
Fishtailin' out the parking lot
No cops, we ain't gonna stop
Switch gears, we gon' drag and drip
Hard tops, ain't no racks in here
Hit the gas, and grab the cup
Muscle cars sound mad as hell
Green light, we gon' ride tonight
Bow pipes, we gon' ride tonight
Fishtailin' out the parking lot
No cops, we ain't gonna stop
Switch gears, we gon' drag and drip
Hard tops, ain't no racks in here
Hit the gas, and grab the cup
Muscle cars sound mad as hell
Push the button, let me put it in track
Goin' vroom when I give it some gas
Goin' nyoom, out of pocket, I'll pass
Woo, pray to God we don't crash, woo, woo
Oh my God, that's the best
Fake stop, hit the break, do the dash
Big race, I got paper, the stacks
Jumpin' rank, I'm actin' bad on they ass
Took out the motor, re-did the suspension
I stand in your shit like I stand kitchen
Fourteen inch lip on the back how I'm thuggin'
Yellow my bumper, all black how we comin'
Michael Jackson my caliber, bumblebee color
Hotel for wholesale, we double treat double
My M and my cylinder cap under me constant
Baby stop bluffin', you know you ain't comin'
We gon' bleed the block tonight
Full speed, that's what I like
I don't need no keys to start the ride
Do the dash, and I spazz
I just pray I don't crash, oh
Green light, we gon' ride tonight
Bow pipes, we gon' ride tonight
Fishtailin' out the parking lot
No cops, we ain't gonna stop
Switch gears, we gon' drag and drip
Hard tops, ain't no racks in here
Hit the gas, and grab the cup
Muscle cars sound mad as hell
Green light, we gon' ride tonight
Bow pipes, we gon' ride tonight
Fishtailin' out the parking lot
No cops, we ain't gonna stop
Switch gears, we gon' drag and drip
Hard tops, ain't no racks in here
Hit the gas, and grab the cup
Muscle cars sound mad as hell
Whoa, whoa
Tonight, na-na, whoa
Green light, we gon' ride tonight
Bow pipes, we gon' ride tonight
Fishtailin' out the parking lot
No cops, we ain't gonna stop
Switch gears, we gon' drag and drip
Hard tops, ain't no rags in here
Hit the gas, and grab the cup
Muscle cars sound mad as hell
Full throttle, I'm stuck in the fast lane
Livin' life with my foot on the pedal
Hop in the spaceship, and two-hundred the dash
I ain't scared to dance with the devil
Took off on the competition, I'm alone at the top
Thinkin', "Lately, who been on my level?"
Runnin' up commas and comin' in first place
That's the only thing been in my schedule
No, I can't lose, I came in breakin' the rules
And run up the check with the rebels
Blood, sweat and tears in this shit, you was ever against us
Then that ain't some shit we can settle
Me and the gang turn op for no reason
I'm in my bag, no matter the season
I told them boys, "I'm the best", and I mean it
Ready, set, go, hit the streets, and I'm speedin'
Green light, we gon' ride tonight
Bow pipes, we gon' ride tonight
Fishtailin' out the parking lot
No cops, we ain't gonna stop
Switch gears, we gon' drag and drip
Hard tops, ain't no racks in here
Hit the gas, and grab the cup
Muscle cars sound mad as hell
Green light, we gon' ride tonight
Bow pipes, we gon' ride tonight
Fishtailin' out the parking lot
No cops, we ain't gonna stop
Switch gears, we gon' drag and drip
Hard tops, ain't no racks in here
Hit the gas, and grab the cup
Muscle cars sound mad as hell
Push the button, let me put it in track
Goin' vroom when I give it some gas
Goin' nyoom, out of pocket, I'll pass
Woo, pray to God we don't crash, woo, woo
Oh my God, that's the best
Fake stop, hit the break, do the dash
Big race, I got paper, the stacks
Jumpin' rank, I'm actin' bad on they ass
Took out the motor, re-did the suspension
I stand in your shit like I stand kitchen
Fourteen inch lip on the back how I'm thuggin'
Yellow my bumper, all black how we comin'
Michael Jackson my caliber, bumblebee color
Hotel for wholesale, we double treat double
My M and my cylinder cap under me constant
Baby stop bluffin', you know you ain't comin'
We gon' bleed the block tonight
Full speed, that's what I like
I don't need no keys to start the ride
Do the dash, and I spazz
I just pray I don't crash, oh
Green light, we gon' ride tonight
Bow pipes, we gon' ride tonight
Fishtailin' out the parking lot
No cops, we ain't gonna stop
Switch gears, we gon' drag and drip
Hard tops, ain't no racks in here
Hit the gas, and grab the cup
Muscle cars sound mad as hell
Green light, we gon' ride tonight
Bow pipes, we gon' ride tonight
Fishtailin' out the parking lot
No cops, we ain't gonna stop
Switch gears, we gon' drag and drip
Hard tops, ain't no racks in here
Hit the gas, and grab the cup
Muscle cars sound mad as hell
Writer: Jae Green, Jared Scharff, Jaucquez Lowe, Kevin Gilyard, Kevin Price, Taurus Bartlett, Timothy Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Good Gas - Bushido
[ Featuring JP THE WAVY ]
Made in Fujiyama の Bushido
俺 sippin' sake in Tokyo, I got a vision, oh
JP Trap Flow Karate & Judo
首都高で爆音で走る俺は中毒 woah
Yeah, I got a drip, like kimono (yeah)
死ぬまで fly ゲトる respect (respect)
邪魔する痛い奴は never respect (respect)
俺負けない だって samurai mode
走り始めたら止められない
Ride out, pull up 仲間達で
こんにちは 俺 living Neo Tokyo
Ginza, Shibuya, ya, ya, ya, ya
止まらない (yeah, yeah) 止めれない (yeah, yeah)
この世界 (yeah, yeah) マジヤバい (yeah, yeah)
負けれない (yeah, yeah) 制限はない (yeah, yeah)
俺がやる (yeah, yeah) 飢える時代 (yeah)
東京の街を vroom (vroom!) 今日はどこ行く (yeah)
焼肉でも食う
VERBAL told me "OK, cool" (okay)
首都高飛ばしすぎて取れるギャルのマツエク (okay)
俺ら中身子どもだけど見た目灼熱
Yeah 本当にラップが銀河系 しょうがねえ 引火で罰金
紫クロコで金色の Birkin
Whole lotta VV 18K だよ板金
誰にも負けないし no とかないです
仲間とモエシャンドンこぼしてる
ここまで来て本当にありがとう
世界の果てまで本気で飛んでく
止まれねえ 最後まで 仲間家族に respect
誰のせいとか関係がないし 全ての人に respect
まああんまし 悲しい話 ない意味 bullshit bullshit bullshit
たまにかける縁が欠けた Cartier Cartier Cartier
俺の言葉マジの帽子
曲をポンで金がドン uh
I makin' money moves, uh
旅行で Malibu, uh 欲しいものは買う uh
俺がライブすれば揺れるクラブ丸ごと
初めは俺もずっと下の下
変わらないあの日見てた夢
俺らは期待を裏切らねえ
仲間みんなで上がる上の上
あれも欲しい これも欲しい
出る時 TOYOTA で帰り Ferrari
俺なら lean 興味がない
あと入れるハイオクが漏れるまで
俺らは all night
Made in JP 乗ってる波 (you dig?)
Made in Fujiyama の Bushido
俺 sippin' sake in Tokyo, I got a vision, oh
JP Trap Flow Karate & Judo
首都高で爆音で走る俺は中毒 woah
Yeah, I got a drip like kimono (yeah)
死ぬまで fly (yeah) ゲトる respect (respect)
邪魔する痛い奴は never respect (respect)
俺負けない だって samurai mode (yeah, yeah, okay)
走り始めたら止められない
Ride out, pull up 仲間達で
こんにちは 俺 living Neo Tokyo
Ginza, Shibuya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Writer: Braxton Olita, JP THE WAVY, Michael De'jour Thomas, NVMBRTWNTYNICE, Rhondo Robinson, Sentaro Irizato, Trocon Markous Jr. Roberts
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
NLE Choppa - Speed It Up
Ayy, ayy
We spin the Benz, we spin again, we do it real quick (real quick)
I f*ck it up and do the dash with a bad chick (brrt, brrt)
I'm presidential with the Glizzy and the Caddy (on God)
Ballin' every day, they like, "Choppa you a draft pick", yeah, yeah
Switchin' lanes we gon' tear it up, you better get your hustle up
The Hellcat is getting up, fishtailing, kickin' dust
Push it to a limit, we ain't stoppin' 'til it's finished
Since that boy say it's beepin', we gon' paint the whole city
I tell 'em speed it up, we never calm down
Got some Rastafarian steppers we love to gun down
Bitch we gon' push the key to ignition, drive it 'til it gas out
Bullets stop a nigga on the dime, leave his back out, yeah, yeah, yeah
We from the dirt but I'm ridin' for my mud brother (my mud brother, yeah)
I'm in a sports car, but it got some big muscle
I caught him at the red light, now the boy in trouble
A hundred racks in the chopper and my Nike duffle
Yeah, we shift the gears and burn the rubber with my brother, different mother
but we got the same struggle, go against me, I'ma bald 'em
Lay your hands on who, my crew? A nigga better not even touch 'em
This chopper aim at you, I shoot, they callin' me the melon buster
I tell 'em speed it up, we never calm down
Got some Rastafarian steppers we love to gun down
Bitch we gon' push the key to ignition, drive it 'til it gas out
Bullets stop a nigga on the dime, leave his back out, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy
We spin the Benz, we spin again, we do it real quick (real quick)
F*ck it up and do the dash with a bad chick (brrt, brrt)
I'm presidential with the Glizzy and the Caddy (on God)
Ballin' every day, they like, "Choppa you a draft pick", yeah, yeah
How fast can you get it to a hundred or better? (Yeah)
Apply the pressure, you know that Rico ain't never gon' let up
Got me some cheddar, I'm on a whole 'nother level, I'm stompin' all on the pedal
We ain't ask permission, don't give a f*ck if you let us (don't give a f*ck)
She said that she never been in a spaceship (whoa)
Takeoff in the Hellcat like I'm icy
Yeah, yeah, we gon' speed it up, we gon' turn it up
Middle fingers in the air 'cause we don't give a f*ck
Grew up, I ain't have shit, show me where the cash is
If you see me out, then you know that's where the bag is
Had to make it out, engine just roaring like a dragon
Everything on me designer, I love high fashion
Yeah, I'm in the hills counting pink and blue bills (let's go)
I'm signing deals and I'm hanging out meals
This bitches wanna be me so I'm handing out mirrors
Car too fast, only see you in my rear ones
I tell 'em speed it up, we never calm down
Got some Rastafarian steppers we love to gun down
Bitch we gon' push the key to ignition, drive it 'til it gas out
Bullets stop a nigga on the dime, leave his back out, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy
We spin the Benz, we spin again, we do it real quick (real quick)
I f*ck it up and do the dash with a bad chick (brrt, brrt)
I'm presidential with the Glizzy and the Caddy (on God)
Ballin' every day, they like, "Choppa you a draft pick", yeah, yeah
(Go Grizz)
We spin the Benz, we spin again, we do it real quick (real quick)
I f*ck it up and do the dash with a bad chick (brrt, brrt)
I'm presidential with the Glizzy and the Caddy (on God)
Ballin' every day, they like, "Choppa you a draft pick", yeah, yeah
Switchin' lanes we gon' tear it up, you better get your hustle up
The Hellcat is getting up, fishtailing, kickin' dust
Push it to a limit, we ain't stoppin' 'til it's finished
Since that boy say it's beepin', we gon' paint the whole city
I tell 'em speed it up, we never calm down
Got some Rastafarian steppers we love to gun down
Bitch we gon' push the key to ignition, drive it 'til it gas out
Bullets stop a nigga on the dime, leave his back out, yeah, yeah, yeah
We from the dirt but I'm ridin' for my mud brother (my mud brother, yeah)
I'm in a sports car, but it got some big muscle
I caught him at the red light, now the boy in trouble
A hundred racks in the chopper and my Nike duffle
Yeah, we shift the gears and burn the rubber with my brother, different mother
but we got the same struggle, go against me, I'ma bald 'em
Lay your hands on who, my crew? A nigga better not even touch 'em
This chopper aim at you, I shoot, they callin' me the melon buster
I tell 'em speed it up, we never calm down
Got some Rastafarian steppers we love to gun down
Bitch we gon' push the key to ignition, drive it 'til it gas out
Bullets stop a nigga on the dime, leave his back out, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy
We spin the Benz, we spin again, we do it real quick (real quick)
F*ck it up and do the dash with a bad chick (brrt, brrt)
I'm presidential with the Glizzy and the Caddy (on God)
Ballin' every day, they like, "Choppa you a draft pick", yeah, yeah
How fast can you get it to a hundred or better? (Yeah)
Apply the pressure, you know that Rico ain't never gon' let up
Got me some cheddar, I'm on a whole 'nother level, I'm stompin' all on the pedal
We ain't ask permission, don't give a f*ck if you let us (don't give a f*ck)
She said that she never been in a spaceship (whoa)
Takeoff in the Hellcat like I'm icy
Yeah, yeah, we gon' speed it up, we gon' turn it up
Middle fingers in the air 'cause we don't give a f*ck
Grew up, I ain't have shit, show me where the cash is
If you see me out, then you know that's where the bag is
Had to make it out, engine just roaring like a dragon
Everything on me designer, I love high fashion
Yeah, I'm in the hills counting pink and blue bills (let's go)
I'm signing deals and I'm hanging out meals
This bitches wanna be me so I'm handing out mirrors
Car too fast, only see you in my rear ones
I tell 'em speed it up, we never calm down
Got some Rastafarian steppers we love to gun down
Bitch we gon' push the key to ignition, drive it 'til it gas out
Bullets stop a nigga on the dime, leave his back out, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy
We spin the Benz, we spin again, we do it real quick (real quick)
I f*ck it up and do the dash with a bad chick (brrt, brrt)
I'm presidential with the Glizzy and the Caddy (on God)
Ballin' every day, they like, "Choppa you a draft pick", yeah, yeah
(Go Grizz)
Writer: Bryson Lashun Potts, Maria Cecilia Simone Kelly, Kevin Andre Price
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Jarina De Marco - Mala
(Haha)
I am the thorn in your crown (danger)
Veneno you hold in your mouth
That you won't spit out (danger) (haha)
I am the knife in your side (danger)
El miedo you trying to hide
But you can't live without
Danger, danger
Soy la peligrosa rica y peligrosa (la-la-la)
Danger, danger
Soy la peligrosa rio cuando lloras
Soy
Ma-la-la-la-la, ma-la-la-la-la
Soy
Ma-la-la-la-la, ma-la-la-la-la
Mala
Ma-la-la-la-la, ma-la-la-la-la
Soy
Ma-la-la-la-la, ma-la-la-la-la
Mala
Yo no tengo corazón 'tá hecho de piedra
Solo quiero destrucción put you bajo tierra
Yo no tengo corazón, yo no tengo corazón
Corre que corre, sí, tú better run
Danger, danger
Soy la peligrosa rica y peligrosa (la-la-la)
Danger, danger
Soy la peligrosa rio cuando lloras
Ma-la-la-la-la, ma-la-la-la-la
Soy
Ma-la-la-la-la, ma-la-la-la-la
Mala
Ma-la-la-la-la, ma-la-la-la-la
Soy
Ma-la-la-la-la, ma-la-la-la-la
Mala
Danger, danger
Soy
Danger, danger
Soy la peligrosa rio cuando lloras (la-la-la)
I am the thorn in your crown (danger)
Veneno you hold in your mouth
That you won't spit out (danger) (haha)
I am the knife in your side (danger)
El miedo you trying to hide
But you can't live without
Danger, danger
Soy la peligrosa rica y peligrosa (la-la-la)
Danger, danger
Soy la peligrosa rio cuando lloras
Soy
Ma-la-la-la-la, ma-la-la-la-la
Soy
Ma-la-la-la-la, ma-la-la-la-la
Mala
Ma-la-la-la-la, ma-la-la-la-la
Soy
Ma-la-la-la-la, ma-la-la-la-la
Mala
Yo no tengo corazón 'tá hecho de piedra
Solo quiero destrucción put you bajo tierra
Yo no tengo corazón, yo no tengo corazón
Corre que corre, sí, tú better run
Danger, danger
Soy la peligrosa rica y peligrosa (la-la-la)
Danger, danger
Soy la peligrosa rio cuando lloras
Ma-la-la-la-la, ma-la-la-la-la
Soy
Ma-la-la-la-la, ma-la-la-la-la
Mala
Ma-la-la-la-la, ma-la-la-la-la
Soy
Ma-la-la-la-la, ma-la-la-la-la
Mala
Danger, danger
Soy
Danger, danger
Soy la peligrosa rio cuando lloras (la-la-la)
Writer: Adrianne Gonzalez, Jarina De Marco
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Murci - Exotic Race
Hoy yo voy
Voy-voy
Voy-voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Quiero velocida'
Quiero velocida'
Hoy yo voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Quiero una mami que 'té ratatá
Pila de cualto e' que voy a ga'ta'
Sube la música, súbela má'
(Prra) champion inna di sinting
(Prra) left dem inna di wind ting
(Prra) champion inna di sinting
(Prra) champion, we ah di kingpin
(Prra) champion inna di sinting
(Prra) left dem inna di wind ting
(Prra) champion inna di sinting
(Prra) champion, we ah di kingpin
Hoy yo voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Voy, voy pa' la calle quiero velocida'
Quiero velocida'
Quiero velocida'
Hoy yo voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Quiero una mami que 'té ratatá
Pila de cualto e' que voy a ga'ta'
Sube la música, súbela má'
Accelerate, so we know seh we great
So we do this every day 'cause we shot dem straight
Bookam bookam
So we accelerate
Bookam bookam
So we nah hesitate
Blazin', we blazin'
You know seh we crazy
We doing these daily fi real ah nuh maybe
Bookam bookam
So we accelerate
Bookam bookam
So we nah hesitate
Dust them, dust them
Pedal to metal, me wan' lilkkle more my girl
Dust them, dust them
Hot is the word 'cause we livin' in a fast paced world
We fast like lightning, well exciting
Adrenaline rush and dem ah say it frightening
Energy we push dem say ah di right thing
Could never di wrong thing, nuh inna di rampin'
Bookam bookam
So we accelerate
Bookam bookam
So we nah hesitate
Bookam bookam
So we accelerate
So we accelerate
Champion inna di sinting
Left dem inna di wind ting
Champion inna di sinting
Champion, we ah di kingpin
Champion inna di sinting
Left dem inna di wind ting
Champion inna di sinting
Gas to the floor
Bookam, bookam, inna di sinting
Champion, we ah di kingpin
Bookam, bookam, inna di sinting
Champion, we ah di-champion
Bookam, bookam, inna di sinting
Champion, we ah di kingpin
Bookam, bookam, inna di sinting
Champion, we ah di kingpin
(Voy)
(Voy-voy)
Voy-voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Quiero velocida'
Quiero velocida'
Hoy yo voy
Voy-voy
Voy-voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Quiero velocida'
Quiero velocida'
Hoy yo voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Voy-voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Quiero velocida'
Quiero velocida'
Hoy yo voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Quiero una mami que 'té ratatá
Pila de cualto e' que voy a ga'ta'
Sube la música, súbela má'
Champion, we ah di kingpin
Bookam, bookam, inna di sinting
Champion, we ah di kingpin
Bookam, bookam, inna di sinting
Champion, we ah di-champion
Bookam, bookam, inna di sinting
Champion, we ah di kingpin
Bookam, bookam, inna di sinting
Champion, we ah di kingpin
Voy-voy
Voy-voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Quiero velocida'
Quiero velocida'
Hoy yo voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Quiero una mami que 'té ratatá
Pila de cualto e' que voy a ga'ta'
Sube la música, súbela má'
(Prra) champion inna di sinting
(Prra) left dem inna di wind ting
(Prra) champion inna di sinting
(Prra) champion, we ah di kingpin
(Prra) champion inna di sinting
(Prra) left dem inna di wind ting
(Prra) champion inna di sinting
(Prra) champion, we ah di kingpin
Hoy yo voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Voy, voy pa' la calle quiero velocida'
Quiero velocida'
Quiero velocida'
Hoy yo voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Quiero una mami que 'té ratatá
Pila de cualto e' que voy a ga'ta'
Sube la música, súbela má'
Accelerate, so we know seh we great
So we do this every day 'cause we shot dem straight
Bookam bookam
So we accelerate
Bookam bookam
So we nah hesitate
Blazin', we blazin'
You know seh we crazy
We doing these daily fi real ah nuh maybe
Bookam bookam
So we accelerate
Bookam bookam
So we nah hesitate
Dust them, dust them
Pedal to metal, me wan' lilkkle more my girl
Dust them, dust them
Hot is the word 'cause we livin' in a fast paced world
We fast like lightning, well exciting
Adrenaline rush and dem ah say it frightening
Energy we push dem say ah di right thing
Could never di wrong thing, nuh inna di rampin'
Bookam bookam
So we accelerate
Bookam bookam
So we nah hesitate
Bookam bookam
So we accelerate
So we accelerate
Champion inna di sinting
Left dem inna di wind ting
Champion inna di sinting
Champion, we ah di kingpin
Champion inna di sinting
Left dem inna di wind ting
Champion inna di sinting
Gas to the floor
Bookam, bookam, inna di sinting
Champion, we ah di kingpin
Bookam, bookam, inna di sinting
Champion, we ah di-champion
Bookam, bookam, inna di sinting
Champion, we ah di kingpin
Bookam, bookam, inna di sinting
Champion, we ah di kingpin
(Voy)
(Voy-voy)
Voy-voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Quiero velocida'
Quiero velocida'
Hoy yo voy
Voy-voy
Voy-voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Quiero velocida'
Quiero velocida'
Hoy yo voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Voy-voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Quiero velocida'
Quiero velocida'
Hoy yo voy pa' la calle, quiero velocida'
Quiero una mami que 'té ratatá
Pila de cualto e' que voy a ga'ta'
Sube la música, súbela má'
Champion, we ah di kingpin
Bookam, bookam, inna di sinting
Champion, we ah di kingpin
Bookam, bookam, inna di sinting
Champion, we ah di-champion
Bookam, bookam, inna di sinting
Champion, we ah di kingpin
Bookam, bookam, inna di sinting
Champion, we ah di kingpin
Writer: Jason Henriques, Nyann Lodge, Sean Paul Henriques, Wascar Nicolas Moya, Zachary Burgett
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
F9: The Fast Saga (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) is the soundtrack album to the 2021 film, F9. The soundtrack was released by Atlantic Records on June 17, 2021, eight days before the film's theatrical release. To promote the soundtrack, two singles were released for it; the first one was "I Won" and the second one, "Bussin Bussin". It was then followed by four promotional singles.
Genre(s):
Soundtrack Length: 39:12
Released: June 17th, 2021
Year: 2021