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Landspeed When you talk to your family 'bout, what you doin'? Do you tell 'em about jorts? What you playin'? Ayy, shit Yuh Fuck, play no games Might know that from the username (Bitch) Need a timeframe for what the fuck to do today (What we doin') Cashed the check, now I'm off to bag a bag and chain (Ice) Trade the bag and chain for a fuckin' Holden Hurricane (Zoom) In a Hurricane I'm ridin' on my fuckin' wave (Splash) I see you on the block today but I never make the same mistake (Ayy) I'm focused on myself per se, you could put that on my severance pay (Yuh) I'm creepin' to attain the fame but I never switch up on the name (Fuckboy) Oh my fuckin' God, I'm so dumb, bro That's the— Did I fuck up? When I'm slidin', ridin', swipin' corners, bitches in the back You be cryin', lyin', dyin', she ain't ever comin' back I'm gon' ride in silence, climbin' lightinin', smokin' on a sack And if you fuck with me, I swear to God, I'll lay you on yo' ass My PSI go multiply, two turbos stackin' flack She a Gemini, a lullaby, I need 'em back-to-back Lil' samurai, a butterfly cocoon about to hatch I cannot sympathize for homicide if homeboy owed me cash (Hell nah) Oh, fuck (Pump, pump) Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy What the fuck was I talkin' 'bout? I pull up on yo' fuckboy house (Pop) Saiyan scouter tell me that you not to fuckin' worry about (Ha) Pull up with your crew, I'll see you on the fuckin' battleground (Bop) Speedboys never turn down the chance to punk a couple clown Itachi time loop on you fuckboys runnin' like a roundabout (Kabuto boy) Take it back to Ultrasound, I'm stuntin' on these bitches now (Fuck) Slide around the corner like I'm headed to yo' bitch's house (I'ma slide) Slide across the border just to cop a chain and then turn around (To the border) Keep it at one hundred, you know I never turn it down (Hundred) Always movin' 'til the Speedboys legends of the underground (Bitch, bitch) Ah, that some legend shit Fuck it Ayy, yuh, ayy, yuh, ayy, ayy Round the sun, we runnin' circles, GReddy turbos turnin' red Baby girl, she make me nervous, no rehearsals with the head This a circus with no purpose, pussyboys for clowns instead If you lookin' for referrals, sorry, girl, I'm stackin' bread Now that I stack my cheddar more than ever, give these boys some fuckin' pressure What's so funny, little buddy? Knock your brains into yo' tummy Stiff and bloody, nose all runny, runnin' with your mommy's money Fuckin' dummy, Speedboys comin', how'd I get so fuckin' lucky? When you talk to your family 'bout, what you doin'? Do you tell 'em about jorts?
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