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Fast (feat. Flyboy Tarantino) Video (MV)




Performed By: Yung Dani
Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: Daniel Arias, Steven Mancebo




Yung Dani - Fast (feat. Flyboy Tarantino) Lyrics
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You already know
Im boutta' go
Shining real bright, I be lookin' like I glow
When I stop spittin', it be feelin' really cold
Y'all niggas flexin' all the ice that you stole
Pull up at the red, like nigga want smoke
F*ck boy at a from a let it go (Wait)
All gold on my earlobes
Feelin' like hol' up, wait I better stay close
Four lines and a fake-o
Matter fact, where my gatorade, hoe, Im faded
Hit lil' bih' from behind, better pull up with back, giddy up like nigga you raisin'
So high, feelin' like a facelift
NASCAR, feelin' like I'm racing
Pull a black car to a racist
To the fingers, only been a nigga's cases
So high, feelin' like a facelift
NASCAR, feelin' like I'm racing
Pull a black car to a racist
To the fingers, only been a nigga's cases
So high, I'm wasted
I'm fye, Im blazin'
I'm high, I made it
You not, you basic
So high, I'm wasted
I'm fye, Im blazin'
I'm high, I made it
You not, you basic
So high, feelin' like a facelift
NASCAR, feelin' like I'm racing
Pull a black car to a racist
To the fingers, only been a nigga's cases
So high, feelin' like a facelift
NASCAR, feelin' like I'm racing
Pull a black car to a racist
To the fingers, only been a nigga's cases
You already know
Im boutta' go
Shining real bright, I be lookin' like I glow
When i stop spittin', it be feelin' really cold
Y'all niggas flexin' all the ice that you stole
Making all this music and we gettin' to the top
When I got it all nigga, know that I won't stop
Gonna get it all nigga, no I'll never flop
When I make it big, all these rappers gonna rot
And I keep it clean
Yea im sixteen
F&N by my hip and its ready with a beam
I be drawing steady maps to get to where I need
Ran up through the money like the hunnids' all need
Muddy legs, muddy toes, mud on yo' feet
Reppin' Broward County, yea we do it from the streets
Bringing all the flames, I be brining all the heat
Me and Flyboy, yea we killin' on this beat
Pull up cause we can
Some niggas can't hang
I know that you saw me, cause you turned 'round and you ran
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You already know
Im boutta' go
Shining real bright, I be lookin' like I glow
When I stop spittin', it be feelin' really cold
Y'all niggas flexin' all the ice that you stole
Pull up at the red, like nigga want smoke
F*ck boy at a from a let it go (Wait)
All gold on my earlobes
Feelin' like hol' up, wait I better stay close
Four lines and a fake-o
Matter fact, where my gatorade, hoe, Im faded
Hit lil' bih' from behind, better pull up with back, giddy up like nigga you raisin'
So high, feelin' like a facelift
NASCAR, feelin' like I'm racing
Pull a black car to a racist
To the fingers, only been a nigga's cases
So high, feelin' like a facelift
NASCAR, feelin' like I'm racing
Pull a black car to a racist
To the fingers, only been a nigga's cases
So high, I'm wasted
I'm fye, Im blazin'
I'm high, I made it
You not, you basic
So high, I'm wasted
I'm fye, Im blazin'
I'm high, I made it
You not, you basic
So high, feelin' like a facelift
NASCAR, feelin' like I'm racing
Pull a black car to a racist
To the fingers, only been a nigga's cases
So high, feelin' like a facelift
NASCAR, feelin' like I'm racing
Pull a black car to a racist
To the fingers, only been a nigga's cases
You already know
Im boutta' go
Shining real bright, I be lookin' like I glow
When i stop spittin', it be feelin' really cold
Y'all niggas flexin' all the ice that you stole
Making all this music and we gettin' to the top
When I got it all nigga, know that I won't stop
Gonna get it all nigga, no I'll never flop
When I make it big, all these rappers gonna rot
And I keep it clean
Yea im sixteen
F&N by my hip and its ready with a beam
I be drawing steady maps to get to where I need
Ran up through the money like the hunnids' all need
Muddy legs, muddy toes, mud on yo' feet
Reppin' Broward County, yea we do it from the streets
Bringing all the flames, I be brining all the heat
Me and Flyboy, yea we killin' on this beat
Pull up cause we can
Some niggas can't hang
I know that you saw me, cause you turned 'round and you ran
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Writer: Daniel Arias, Steven Mancebo
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