trackmode (sped up)

You know I ride with the gang
I'm dropping the top, playing my music, she said she want give me the brain
Go head baby, go take my soul, I can't even stay in the lane
Rocking the ksubi the jeans, and I had to go helmut the lang
Pull up right in a scat
Then I disappear, I'm out the back
Throwing the ones, she throwing it back
Pockets obese, yea my pockets on fat
Come to my room, baby give me the cat
You wasting my time, I'm not with all the cap
Baby pull up, yea you know where I'm at
The second I'm gone, I'm not coming back
Two hunnid the dash, I'm on my way
I'm on my way to your crib
And my hands falling off the steering wheel
Baby you know how you make me feel
Anything for you, I swear I would kill
Riding round town in a foreign
I popped a two plus two that's four
She giving me head bright early in the morning
Pop me a thirty on top I'm souring
You so special, these other girls boring
I wanna take you with me when I'm touring
Need all of your love, baby I'm for it
Hellcat track mode, push it Ima floor it
So special
I wanna take you with me
I wanna take you with me
I wanna take you with me
So special
So special
Hellcat track mode, push it Ima floor it