Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Bright
Songwriter
Will Romanill
Songwriter
Lyrics
I see some swindle in this place, (yuh)
Pistol on my waist, (fuck)
Mask up on face, in case I, in case I catch a case
I take a kilo to the brain, (fuck)
Don't tell me what to say (yuh)
Ain't no time to play, just stay up, stay up out my lane
Fuck
There's some levels to this pressure when you measure up to me
I feel the less you come to flex
I see you see you me in the street
Cause you ain't never saying never
When you dealing with the speed
And you on my fucking temper uh
Ayy, yuh, it's time to push out the letter
Yeah this ain't fond
It's the speed that make you fuck up the setting
My Nike on, check my feet you know I'm coming correcting
Or get stomped
When you step to me
You know I'm the Gekko
Like get the fuck up, I'm fed up
Cause Landspeed never gone let up
And look like tron
When my head that break the dawn
Check set up
240 on
Then I slide around and smooth out the texture
Yeah bitch I'm gone
I end up with dreams that fucking my head up
Ayy, ayy, laser shooting shape of a feather
Like fucking slide around the town
When I be pulling the lever
I feel the speakers 'bout to come up
Now I been feeling better
Now I got to get up on the level
Let the speed rock forever
That kids a bitch anyways
Who the fuck cares like
Pleased to meet you mister
Please know, I don't give a fuck
My knife it cuts a little deeper when your sister sit up front
B-B-Bumpin' through these speakers
Better turn that bitch up
Better listen to your teacher
Get to getting in a rush
I see some swindle in this place, (yuh)
Pistol on my waist, (fuck)
Mask up on face, in case I, in case I catch a case
I take a kilo to the brain, (fuck)
Don't tell me what to say (yuh)
Ain't no time to play, just stay up, stay up out my lane
Them little goofies
They look up to me
Can't help myself but laugh
And your shawties wildin' out
Had to put your bitch on blast
Every-every time I check my phone
A rappers up my ass
Baby watch this beat drop
Watch your whole career collapse uh
Kicking in your door
Don't need no motherfuckin' gooseneck
Prolly rock the fighting
Look around I'm stalking, who's next?
I'm busting all them teeth
Come on jeweler, get a new set
Fuck a blue check
Bitch I'm valid to the ruthless
I see some swindle in this place, (yuh)
Pistol on my waist, (fuck)
Mask up on face, in case I, in case I catch a case
I take a kilo to the brain, (fuck)
Don't tell me what to say (yuh)
Ain't no time to play, just stay up, stay up out my lane
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