Jay Rock, Anderson .Paak, Latto - Too Fast (Pull Over) lyrics
Anderson .Paak [Brandon Paak Anderson] Oxnard, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
Latto [Alyssa Stephens] Columbus, Ohio, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Jay Rock, Anderson .Paak, Latto - Too Fast Pull Over lyrics]
Yeah i mean, I mean
Yeah (Mustard on the beat, hoe)
Move and move, you're too slow, bruh
(Slow, bruh)
Update, time to V8 the motor (Motor)
Everybody askin' where I get the dope from
(Dope)
Update, I ain't never told no one (Hey)
No sweat when you're doin' what
You're 'posed to do ('Posed to do)
No stress when I'm checkin' up on every move
(Every move)
Jumpin' out the moon roof to the solar
(Solar) i can see you niggas slidin' over
Pull ovеr, that ass too fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab more cash (More cash)
Yеs, lord, feelin' like a new man (Yes, lawd)
I was dreamin' in the life
Then I woke up in the
Six-trey, black top with the candy paint
In your bitch face, eat the cake, Anna Mae
Niggas actin' animated
I'ma have to draw the weapon (On the set)
Send a stepper up the stairway to heaven
(I'm a vet) put a pole dancer in a Mercedes
She wanna watch P Valley and
Go half on a baby
I had a player to the left
Flag in my right pocket
Space in my waist for the rocket
Don't get outta pocket
Yup, yeah, you don't wanna that
It's givin' what it's givin', no kizzy
I ain't never seen an ass like that
Stomach on snatch
Seem like 1942 with a baseball bat (Rock)
I sent 'em home runnin'
The brain ain't grade A? I don't know nothin'
(I don't know none) niggas talkin' heavy
This a feather on my wing
VVS diamond, Eastside Johnny, I'm king
Pull over, that ass too fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab more cash (More cash)
Pull over, that ass too fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab more cash (More cash)
Pull over, that ass too fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab more cash (More cash)
Yes, lord, feelin' like a new man (Too fast)
I was dreamin' in the life
Then I woke up in the (Latto)
Sittin' behind five percent tint (yeah)
Might pull up to the party
Pay a bad bitch rent (Brr)
We ain't blood, we ain't kin
Don't be callin' me sis' (What?)
First bitch sneak diss, first block get bent
Big Latto not the lil' one (yeah)
Bitches want the come up
Ain't gon' give 'em one (yeah)
Pull up in the, "Skrrt
" then I pull off in a different one
(Uh, huh) a bigger one, expensive one
The Lamby or sum'n
Pull the switch on their ass
Like a grammy or sum'n (Brr)
You niggas gettin' knocked out, socked out
He hate but I be feelin' like I'm topped out
Prolly gettin' topped off somewhere
With the top off never did the talkin'
Always been the one they talk 'bout (Whoa)
Pull over, that ass too fat (Too fat)
Fuck 'em good, pat myself on the back
(Uh, huh)
This a hell of a cat, no scat (Skrrt)
I look like a Barbie and just like a Brat
(Haha)
Pull over, that ass too fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab more cash (More cash)
Pull over, that ass too fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab more cash (More cash)
Pull over, that ass too fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab more cash (More cash)
Yes, lord, feelin' like a new man (Too fast)
I was dreamin' in the life
Then I woke up in the
Makaveli, Pakaveli
I done died and went to Heaven
Came back in the 1963 Chevy
With the gold Pirelli's
I just wanted somethin' better
Anything to feed my belly
Now I got the seat at the table
And she can tell me
Baby, I'm a whole problem
Put a lotta people on
Gotta keep her, keep her 'round
Don't panic when I hit the-hit the bomb
Won't
I was up dumb late waitin' for bag chasin'
A birdie on my shoulder told me, "Slow up
It's about patience"
Fourth quarter, throwin' lobs
Out of disgrace shit (I was lost, nigga)
That's why I love you girl (I swear to God)
Pour this SelvaRay all on ya, girl (Let's go)
Move and move, you're too slow, bruh
(Slow, bruh)
Update, time to V8 the motor (Motor)
Everybody askin' where I get the dope from
(Dope)
Update, I ain't never told no one (Hey)
No sweat when you're doin' what
You're 'posed to do ('Posed to do)
No stress when I'm checkin' up on every move
(Every move)
Jumpin' out the moon roof to the solar
(Solar) i can see you niggas slidin' over
Pull over, that ass too fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab more cash (More cash)
Pull over, that ass too fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab more cash (More cash)
Pull over, that ass too fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab more cash (More cash)
Yes, lord, feelin' like a new man (Too fast)
I was dreamin' in the life
Then I woke up in the
Yeah (Mustard on the beat, hoe)
Move and move, you're too slow, bruh
(Slow, bruh)
Update, time to V8 the motor (Motor)
Everybody askin' where I get the dope from
(Dope)
Update, I ain't never told no one (Hey)
No sweat when you're doin' what
You're 'posed to do ('Posed to do)
No stress when I'm checkin' up on every move
(Every move)
Jumpin' out the moon roof to the solar
(Solar) i can see you niggas slidin' over
Pull ovеr, that ass too fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab more cash (More cash)
Yеs, lord, feelin' like a new man (Yes, lawd)
I was dreamin' in the life
Then I woke up in the
Six-trey, black top with the candy paint
In your bitch face, eat the cake, Anna Mae
Niggas actin' animated
I'ma have to draw the weapon (On the set)
Send a stepper up the stairway to heaven
(I'm a vet) put a pole dancer in a Mercedes
She wanna watch P Valley and
Go half on a baby
I had a player to the left
Flag in my right pocket
Space in my waist for the rocket
Don't get outta pocket
Yup, yeah, you don't wanna that
It's givin' what it's givin', no kizzy
I ain't never seen an ass like that
Stomach on snatch
Seem like 1942 with a baseball bat (Rock)
I sent 'em home runnin'
The brain ain't grade A? I don't know nothin'
(I don't know none) niggas talkin' heavy
This a feather on my wing
VVS diamond, Eastside Johnny, I'm king
Pull over, that ass too fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab more cash (More cash)
Pull over, that ass too fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab more cash (More cash)
Pull over, that ass too fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab more cash (More cash)
Yes, lord, feelin' like a new man (Too fast)
I was dreamin' in the life
Then I woke up in the (Latto)
Sittin' behind five percent tint (yeah)
Might pull up to the party
Pay a bad bitch rent (Brr)
We ain't blood, we ain't kin
Don't be callin' me sis' (What?)
First bitch sneak diss, first block get bent
Big Latto not the lil' one (yeah)
Bitches want the come up
Ain't gon' give 'em one (yeah)
Pull up in the, "Skrrt
" then I pull off in a different one
(Uh, huh) a bigger one, expensive one
The Lamby or sum'n
Pull the switch on their ass
Like a grammy or sum'n (Brr)
You niggas gettin' knocked out, socked out
He hate but I be feelin' like I'm topped out
Prolly gettin' topped off somewhere
With the top off never did the talkin'
Always been the one they talk 'bout (Whoa)
Pull over, that ass too fat (Too fat)
Fuck 'em good, pat myself on the back
(Uh, huh)
This a hell of a cat, no scat (Skrrt)
I look like a Barbie and just like a Brat
(Haha)
Pull over, that ass too fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab more cash (More cash)
Pull over, that ass too fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab more cash (More cash)
Pull over, that ass too fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab more cash (More cash)
Yes, lord, feelin' like a new man (Too fast)
I was dreamin' in the life
Then I woke up in the
Makaveli, Pakaveli
I done died and went to Heaven
Came back in the 1963 Chevy
With the gold Pirelli's
I just wanted somethin' better
Anything to feed my belly
Now I got the seat at the table
And she can tell me
Baby, I'm a whole problem
Put a lotta people on
Gotta keep her, keep her 'round
Don't panic when I hit the-hit the bomb
Won't
I was up dumb late waitin' for bag chasin'
A birdie on my shoulder told me, "Slow up
It's about patience"
Fourth quarter, throwin' lobs
Out of disgrace shit (I was lost, nigga)
That's why I love you girl (I swear to God)
Pour this SelvaRay all on ya, girl (Let's go)
Move and move, you're too slow, bruh
(Slow, bruh)
Update, time to V8 the motor (Motor)
Everybody askin' where I get the dope from
(Dope)
Update, I ain't never told no one (Hey)
No sweat when you're doin' what
You're 'posed to do ('Posed to do)
No stress when I'm checkin' up on every move
(Every move)
Jumpin' out the moon roof to the solar
(Solar) i can see you niggas slidin' over
Pull over, that ass too fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab more cash (More cash)
Pull over, that ass too fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab more cash (More cash)
Pull over, that ass too fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab more cash (More cash)
Yes, lord, feelin' like a new man (Too fast)
I was dreamin' in the life
Then I woke up in the