Zak North - IONTFWU

Vette speed racing, it's a highway chase 
Her head in my waist 
You know what is, no face no case 
How them rich kids taste 
Left me on read I ain't even get sad 
But I got jet leg 
See me on da gram say link, thats facts 
Don't come where I'm at 
You 'ont fwm 
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm 
And I ont fwu
You 'ont fwm 
You 'ont fwm 
You 'ont fwm 
And I'ont fwu 
Vette speed racing, it's a highway chase 
I'mma say it to ya face 
Whole gang on go, ain't scared of no case 
Won't leave no trace
Regret make ya ass wanna hit my line 
Y'all dead to me now
Plane Jane on deck it's about that time 
Ya'll done crossed that line
You 'ont fwm 
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm 
And I ont fwu
You 'ont fwm 
You 'ont fwm 
You 'ont fwm 
And I'ont fwu 
You know what it is, all gas no brakes 
Can't stop 'til the crib like Drakes 
Tik Tok frost my wrist no flake 
I'm a "Bad Boy" all stick no mace (Ma$e)
Vette speed racing, it's a highway chase 
On my way on da map like Waze
Gotta get da bag I'ont care what it takes 
Can't slow down gotta keep my pace
Cannot see shit with these shades on 
You throw more shade than shade room 
I ain't even sorry I'm late 
All you bitches fake 
Jock my drip? File a copyright claim 
You cannot hold one flame to my name 
Not same, not the same 
You 'ont fwm 
You 'ont fwm
You 'ont fwm 
And I ont fwu
You 'ont fwm 
You 'ont fwm 
You 'ont fwm 
And I'ont fwu 

Written by:
Eric Lipford, Patrick Powell, Zak North

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