Sticky Bandit - VROOOOM

Some might go a little faster
Might up and pass you
Pass you
As they riding past you and
Some might go a little faster
Might up and pass you
Pass you
Fuck it I'll hit gas too
Vroooom
Crash into earth and I felt
Felt
Way out of place kinda frail
Wanna bail
It's the chasing your tail
Type of deal
Wanna pout about the clout
Looking at that ceiling
Wanna be king but you're 10 deep
Real kings know to walk amongst the sheep
I don't really give a fuck about your mom so keep
All of that stuff about you're from the fucking street
Know I still pave the way
Back to the music I've been away
ADD wonder what disney -
Got, can't keep off it like I'm Dijonay
Yeah I'm still sticky like either way
Ya'll cooking up then I'll bring a plate
We gon' sing or play
Every single day
For these haters make
Haterade
Percolate
Haven't ate
Heavens sake
Oou
Some might go a little faster
Might up and pass you
Pass you
As they riding past you and
Some might go a little faster
Might up and pass you
Pass you
Fuck it I'll hit gas too
Vroooom
Some might go a little faster
Might pass you
Pass you
Pass you
Pass you
Pass you
Pass you
Pass you
Fuck it then I'll hit the mother fucking gas too
And
Some might go a little faster
Might pass you
Pass you
Pass you
Pass you
Pass you
Pass you
Pass you
Fuck it then I'll hit the mother fucking gas too
Slippery thug in the dub and I'm thinking about whipping it the wrong way
I've been looking at these niggas all the wrong way
I'm a Kanye looking at some bugs
Thinking I'll let them run
None of ya'll
really feeling the rhythm; Letting the innocent little kiddos
Think they can put their Soundcloud link
Love the effort but the ego can bow down preach
To the Sticky Bandit
Wish they had it
Can't, Cause my mind's too vast go
Go home
Go home
Please go home
Go home
Go home
Go home
Please go home
Go home
Wrote this the night that grandpa died
Subconsciously sung to go inside
Be the type to go roaming round at night
Wasn't 'til the morning when I heard her cry
Sis said that he was struck what
I train that's fucked luck
How do I tell them to buck the fuck up
When always sucked at
Communication
Going out to them means 'Chill with Satan' but
I grew up in the middle
I just need my space you can find on the roof minus the fiddle
Ya'll be taking everything so literal
Literally making me cringe at the shit you've been saying
And grandpa rolling in his grave while I'm rolling on a wood
Never wanna be the guy that's saying "wish I could"
So bank account on E just to go and see what's beautiful
"See you at the next one" turned out to be his funeral
Damn
Some might go a little faster
Might up and pass you
Pass you
As they riding past you and
Some might go a little faster
Might up and pass you
Pass you
Fuck it I'll hit gas too
Vroooom

Written by:
Andrew Lezama

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