Yeat - Fast lyrics

(Ayo This Nickk) ay, racks at nigga
Hellcat way too fast might crash It nigga
Ay, Ay, Aye (Shee!, Shee!, Shee!, Shee!
Shee!, Shee!, Shee!, shee)

Bitch I'm only 20 and got them racks in
You're hoe gon' hop in my car nigga
Coz it fast as shit
Aye, beef over no bitch nigga
Cause theirs racks to get
Nigga, yeah you're drank is fu nigga
It's counterfeit
Aye, Rino done spilled his cup
Now he mad as shit
Aye, been getting money we getting some more
Then we add it aye, nigga we addin' it
Aye, whenever I leave the house nigga
Grab a stick aye, yeah, I'm back in thе O
I was in Cali and shit
I swear these niggas straight
Actin' likе Brad Pitt
Put a rack on his head nigga
That money well spent
I can't share my drugs, nigga I'm selfish

(Lets, go) me and my twizzy
Pull up we just count like a hunnid' bands
You're bitch gon' come to the crib
She gon' suck for like no bands
She gon' suck my dick so
Good she use no hands
These ratchet bitches sniffin' that
Shit like Lindsey Lohan
I'm in a demon It's fast as shit
This bitch so fast
It makes a Benz look like Toyota
Yeah, VVS on me, I'm taking the shit
But all them fake ass diamonds on you
You look like Yoda
(Most of yall cap in this shit)
Most of yall cap in this shit
Most of yall cap in this shit
We wanna see them, bands
You talk bout' in every song
Man these perc's gon' get in my zone
Might just switch that, bag it up, bag it up
Man these perc's got us in our zone
Yeah, cmon' bitch throw it up, throw it back
(throw it back)
Yeah, I told you stop hittin' my phone
No, I don't care bout' that bullshit
Bitch, I've been on my own state
Of doing that cool shit
(Doing that cool shit, Doing that cool shit)
Get in that Porsche, It's a Cayenne
Cut up that horse twin turbo
Vette put it on thirty, sippin' on dirty
Sippin' on no Robutussin'
Sippin' that fake shit
Tussin' lame-ass kid