Mike Jaxx and Yung Cel - Speed Racing

Play it for me Jaxx
I'm stacking up my chips hey
Yea I'm stacking up my chips
I'm in Vegas
Yea you know I like my drip
Like oasis
Got your bitch up on my tip
Where her face is
Yea you know I got a zip
Speed racing
Yea I'm stacking up my chips
I'm in Vegas
Yea you know I like my drip
Like oasis
Got you bitch up on my tip
Where her face is
Yea you know I got a zip
Speed racing hey
Maserati, I'm in Cali
Then Miami
Then I'm back
Got a phantom in Atlanta
But I keep my hush on that
I be swerving all these bitches
But I never miss a check
You be all up in my business
Then you race your lips and rat
I don't do it for the cat
Keep it moving don't go back
Bitches think that I'm just playin
But my game still at the trap
How you moving it's a trap
I don't lose I just subtract
Keep it cool when I get mad
But bitch watch how you talking back
Not a movie not a act
Racing truly to the bag
They don't know I got this cash
'Cause if they did they did then they would ask
Niggas always got they hand out
Like I got a pack of gum
That's why I just keep my head down
While my pockets weigh a ton
Yea I stay up on the track
But I don't do it 'cause it's fun
I'm just stacking up my racks
If you don't do it then you dumb
I'm just trying to level up
'Cause I remember where I'm from
But I never got enough
'Cause I came racing out the slums
Hey
Yea I'm stacking up my chips
I'm in Vegas
Yea you know I like my drip
Like oasis
Got your bitch up on my tip
Where her face is
Yea you know I got a zip
Speed racing
Yea I'm stacking up my chips
I'm in Vegas
Yea you know I like my drip
Like oasis
Got you bitch up on my tip
Where her face is
Yea you know I got a zip
Speed racing hey
Yea I'm skirting off the rip
Check my placement
Yea I'm fucking on your bitch
And
She can taste that
Got Niggas think they funny
But
I can't take that
Off the ground ain't no bunnies
But
I can get that
Yea I'm shooting through the hoops
I just did that
Got bitches wanna vent
Yet
I ain't with that
Got 99 problems
And
You a set back
Got my family on my back
'Cause
I'm really with that
Got niggas that got my back
I'm sitting back like what you got
I got niggas that use fists
You got pussies that use glocks
I got wings on my back
And got money in my socks
Think I'm playing let's bet that
Spend your money off my block
I'm from Philly young little nigga
Ain't no nerds just straight jocks
Fuck with me and fuck with Mike Jaxx
Say what's up to my dad
I'm spazzing on this beat
All you niggas below my feet
I'm the king
You a peasant
Now
Fuck off my team

Written by:
Marcel Colon Jr., Michael Colon

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