CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Fast Car Music (STAIN)
I-I just wanna f**k, I don't love the birds
Ayy, hop up in that coupe, Lamborghini swerve, 'Vette
Smokin' all these blu—, almost hit the curb (Curb), ayy
When I hit the gas, I leave these n***as hurt
You don't understand somethin', n***a
You worried 'bout a b*t*h? Go and hit a stain, n***a
Go get that there, n***a, gotta pick 'em up
f**k that n***a and all that, all that
You know me, n***a, I'll fire, n***a
Fly n***as, send that address and all that
b*t*h, we comin', takin' everything for the takin', n***a
I'm so f**kin' high, I might touch the moon
If she say she wanna f**k, I'm like, "Okay, do it"
Say she wanna suck a n***a d**k, that b*t*h do what it do
Me and Glitch been sh*ttin' on these n***as since we was in school
I'm back to back in traffic, me and gang slidе, breakin' all the rules
My othеr b*t*h be f**kin' all on our opps, I think they tryna move
This thot ho was talkin', had my baby, I might just pop her too
I was clutchin' on twos, actin' a fool
You know how I'm rockin', dude
My partner snaked me for the bean
So I keep one tucked every time I'm steppin' out
Ho, I bet he think I won't rub off the paint
I'ma go take all the bands out the safe
Might just go spend all my money on Ks
I be in Houston with Jay Prince and Drake
I'm smokin' big gas, hella blunts to the face
My eyes super red like a n***a got Mace'd
Then I'm back to the trap with a lil' ho neck
Tell bro kick her out if the b*t*h take pics
Slidin' in the Rolls Royce and it got tints
Wanna be the man? Gotta kill your sh*t
'Cause I done been shot at by many men
They had hope but he died in a ambulance
They was shook when I hopped out that minivan
Had those boys sh*ttin' all up in they pants
I just wanna f**k, I don't love the birds, ayy
Hop up in that coupe, Lamborghini swerve, 'Vette
Smokin' all these blunts, almost hit the curb, ayy
When I hit the gas, I leave these n***as hurt
When I hit the gas, I make your lil' b*t*h twerk
Yeah, she know how to suck the d**k but she get up on my nerves
Buy Forgiatos or Monte Carlos, slide through the city, get murked
They know I keep Glocks, though, that's in the Tahoe, with a big crib in the 'burbs
Haha, n***a, bang, bang-bang
Ayy, hop up in that coupe, Lamborghini swerve, 'Vette
Smokin' all these blu—, almost hit the curb (Curb), ayy
When I hit the gas, I leave these n***as hurt
You don't understand somethin', n***a
You worried 'bout a b*t*h? Go and hit a stain, n***a
Go get that there, n***a, gotta pick 'em up
f**k that n***a and all that, all that
You know me, n***a, I'll fire, n***a
Fly n***as, send that address and all that
b*t*h, we comin', takin' everything for the takin', n***a
I'm so f**kin' high, I might touch the moon
If she say she wanna f**k, I'm like, "Okay, do it"
Say she wanna suck a n***a d**k, that b*t*h do what it do
Me and Glitch been sh*ttin' on these n***as since we was in school
I'm back to back in traffic, me and gang slidе, breakin' all the rules
My othеr b*t*h be f**kin' all on our opps, I think they tryna move
This thot ho was talkin', had my baby, I might just pop her too
I was clutchin' on twos, actin' a fool
You know how I'm rockin', dude
My partner snaked me for the bean
So I keep one tucked every time I'm steppin' out
Ho, I bet he think I won't rub off the paint
I'ma go take all the bands out the safe
Might just go spend all my money on Ks
I be in Houston with Jay Prince and Drake
I'm smokin' big gas, hella blunts to the face
My eyes super red like a n***a got Mace'd
Then I'm back to the trap with a lil' ho neck
Tell bro kick her out if the b*t*h take pics
Slidin' in the Rolls Royce and it got tints
Wanna be the man? Gotta kill your sh*t
'Cause I done been shot at by many men
They had hope but he died in a ambulance
They was shook when I hopped out that minivan
Had those boys sh*ttin' all up in they pants
I just wanna f**k, I don't love the birds, ayy
Hop up in that coupe, Lamborghini swerve, 'Vette
Smokin' all these blunts, almost hit the curb, ayy
When I hit the gas, I leave these n***as hurt
When I hit the gas, I make your lil' b*t*h twerk
Yeah, she know how to suck the d**k but she get up on my nerves
Buy Forgiatos or Monte Carlos, slide through the city, get murked
They know I keep Glocks, though, that's in the Tahoe, with a big crib in the 'burbs
Haha, n***a, bang, bang-bang
