Tyga, Mozzy - Too Fast lyrics

Yeah, I'm too fast i'm movin' too fast
Ayy

Too fast, push a button, make the tail drag 
(Drag) burnin' rubber, puttin' two-twenty on
The dash (Dash)
I got loyalty,  respect, I don't gotta brag
(Brag) leave you in my rear view
I'm moving too fast (Vyoom)
And you never fold with the
World on your back (Back)
Push it to the max, I don't never lack (Lack)
Loyalty, respect, you don't got none of that
(Nope) leave you in my rear view
I'm moving too fast

Vyoom, I hit the gas, losers finish last
(yeah) heard you're looking for me
Tell 'em I'm in my bag (Bag)
You know talk is cheap
So I don't speak on that (Nope)
I let the speaker blast
You won't even see me pass (Fwoom)
Got the whole gang with me and it's automatic
(Yup) looking at my status
You don't want no static (No)
Looking at my shotgun, riding with a baddie
(Yup, yup)
You got no loyalty 'cause you never had it
(Boom)
Fuck yeah, put my middle finger in the air
(Boom, boom, boom)
Bitch, I'm everywhere, you ain't there
I ain't never scared (Boom, boom, boom, yup)
My brothers like a army and we
Ridin' 'til it's no wheel bitch, beware
('Ware) , the dogs be all here (yeah)

Too fast, push a button, make the tail drag
(Drag) burnin' rubber
Puttin' two-twenty on the dash (Dash)
I got loyalty, respect, I don't gotta brag
(Brag) leave you in my rear view
I'm moving too fast (Vyoom)
And you never fold with the
World on your back (Back)
Push it to the max, I don't never lack (Nope)
Loyalty, respect, you don't got none of that
(None of that) leave you in my rear view
I'm moving too fast (Fyoom)

Bendin' corners, scrape the rim, baby
Pay for them (Pay for them)
I don't about my chicken, dawg
I play with M's i just left the homie 'Maro
He wanna race again (Huh?)
I'm all gas
Do the dash to the checkered flag (Ah)
And I damn near wrecked the
Jag tryna figure eight (Tryna figure eight)
That old school in my garage
A hundred fifty K (A hundred fifty K)
The mileage on the Lamborghini under fifty K
(It under fifty K)
He woofin' on his horsepower
That's gon' get him spanked
I'm motivated by the chilly
Niggas on the way (Huh?)
I treat this Maserati truck
Like it's a throwaway (Uh)
Hey, I might pull up in this Benz
And this is not an eight
It's V12, NASCAR edition seat belts (yeah)

Too fast, push a button, make the tail drag
(Drag) burnin' rubber
Puttin' two-twenty on the dash (Dash)
I got loyalty, respect, I don't gotta brag
(Brag) leave you in my rear view
I'm moving too fast (Vyoom)
And you never fold with the
World on your back (Back)
Push it to the max, I don't never lack (Lack)
Loyalty, respect, you don't got none of that
(None of that) leave you in my rear view
I'm moving too fast (Fyoom)

Yeah, I'm too fast i'm movin' too fast