YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Speed Racing lyrics

[YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Speed Racing lyrics]

(God damn, BJ with another one, D-Roc)
And I'm in this bitch there he go

It's Lil Top on the highway
Drivin' like he speed racing
I'm gon' do my dance
Please don't get in my space
I be all on top of the couch
Like this be my place
Bitch with all of my dogs
Tell 'em call the fire station
Cause we gon' burn this bitch down
With the shit lil mama
Bounce that ass shorty, hold on
Do a split lil mama
Say that she like how I get down
Let me hit lil mama get her to the condo
I'm like lil bro where the condoms

Clips like anacondas
Longer than a motherfucker
Slimer than a motherfucker
It won't never be another fresh fit
But I'm still ridin' with this dirty cutter
New whip
Fuck it up with ashes then I buy another
Gang shit, posted up all night, on sight
Servin' nothin' but off white, gun fights
Slang your pipe i just left the Citgo
Lookin' higher than a kite
I be with that shit though
Shoot your block up all night
I'm on it now, bow bitch
For to split his shit, what this stick for
Aw shit, she can do it better
Let my bitch go
I be spendin' money and floodin' all
These diamonds on my MuMu if I sit it down
I'ma think she tryna kill me if my tool move

It's Lil Top on the highway
Drivin' like he speed racing
I'm gon' do my dance
Please don't get in my space
I be all on top of the couch
Like this be my place
Bitch with all of my dogs
Tell 'em call the fire station
Cause we gon' burn this bitch down
With the shit lil mama
Bounce that ass shorty, hold on
Do a split lil mama
Say that she like how I get down
Let me hit lil mama get her to the condo
I'm like lil bro where the condoms

Rollin' off that pack
I'm tryna hit you from the back (Yea)
Know I smell like thrax and know
My pockets full of cash (Yea)
Know I get 'em clapped
Don't do no cap inside my raps (Yea)
Know that I'm not worried for the law
I got that sack (Yea)
Bitch make me go across your
Head with this Casamigo's bottle
That what the fuck that I said
Know these niggas don't want no problems
Richer than a motherfucker
I'm not worried about anybody
Know that we got plenty choppers
Shoot this bitch and clear the party, yea

It's Lil Top on the highway
Drivin' like he speed racing
I'm gon' do my dance
Please don't get in my space
I be all on top of the couch
Like this be my place
Bitch with all of my dogs
Tell 'em call the fire station
Cause we gon' burn this bitch down
With the shit lil mama
Bounce that ass shorty, hold on
Do a split lil mama
Say that she like how I get down
Let me hit lil mama get her to the condo
I'm like lil bro where the condoms

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