I'm going 95 per hour, ain't got time to shower
Got some rollies on my wrist, couple crocs to match my fit
Yeah my drip go cold, when I go sports mode
Put the boards on hold, way too busy on the road
Stomping on detainers like the way I do my shoes
Lighting up my life so I don't hear all the rules
Like the homie lightning, yeah I don't know how to lose
When she tell me to come over, yeah I be all like
Aye Aye I glitch out, I don't know how, I make your girl, have second doubts, call me a fiend, I'm a speed deem, but like Gonzalez, but fast like McQueen,
Ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Killing my homies, I might be Bruno
Laying these bars like if I'm a sumo
Haven't made a song in a couple of weeks
But my boy Abe been clapping some freaks
Lamp stay slow, I don't know what that means
All I know is that we're making some cream
In the dim light we gleam chasing the dream
Crafting wealth with the hardest team
Ayy I was told to tell y'all by Pambazo Boi, new album soon, just whenever he decides to finish recording his music, I mean all we gotta do is just wait really, thank you
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I'm going 95 per hour, ain't got time to shower
Got some rollies on my wrist, couple crocs to match my fit
Yeah my drip go cold, when I go sports mode
Put the boards on hold, way too busy on the road
Stomping on detainers like the way I do my shoes
Lighting up my life so I don't hear all the rules
Like the homie lightning, yeah I don't know how to lose
When she tell me to come over, yeah I be all like
Aye Aye I glitch out, I don't know how, I make your girl, have second doubts, call me a fiend, I'm a speed deem, but like Gonzalez, but fast like McQueen,
Ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Killing my homies, I might be Bruno
Laying these bars like if I'm a sumo
Haven't made a song in a couple of weeks
But my boy Abe been clapping some freaks
Lamp stay slow, I don't know what that means
All I know is that we're making some cream
In the dim light we gleam chasing the dream
Crafting wealth with the hardest team
Ayy I was told to tell y'all by Pambazo Boi, new album soon, just whenever he decides to finish recording his music, I mean all we gotta do is just wait really, thank you
Got some rollies on my wrist, couple crocs to match my fit
Yeah my drip go cold, when I go sports mode
Put the boards on hold, way too busy on the road
Stomping on detainers like the way I do my shoes
Lighting up my life so I don't hear all the rules
Like the homie lightning, yeah I don't know how to lose
When she tell me to come over, yeah I be all like
Aye Aye I glitch out, I don't know how, I make your girl, have second doubts, call me a fiend, I'm a speed deem, but like Gonzalez, but fast like McQueen,
Ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Killing my homies, I might be Bruno
Laying these bars like if I'm a sumo
Haven't made a song in a couple of weeks
But my boy Abe been clapping some freaks
Lamp stay slow, I don't know what that means
All I know is that we're making some cream
In the dim light we gleam chasing the dream
Crafting wealth with the hardest team
Ayy I was told to tell y'all by Pambazo Boi, new album soon, just whenever he decides to finish recording his music, I mean all we gotta do is just wait really, thank you
Writer: Pambazo Boi, Zahir Jimenez
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