Kaizen McQueen, Lord Capri - Speed Racer (feat. Tray Milli)

Lord Capri
Karegi, what was that
Oh
Pulled up quick in a all white coupe, I'm Speed Racer
Bro in the back, hop out with the Mac and erase 'em
I'm smoking that gas, that Houston pack got new flavors
I'm fucking that bitch right now and then her friend later
Pulled up quick in a all white coupe, I'm Speed Racer
Bro in the back, hop out with the Mac and erase 'em
I'm smoking that gas, that Houston pack got new flavors
I'm fucking that bitch right now and then her friend later
I'm smoking that gas, I'm smoking that pack, that Houston flavor
I'm fucking that bitch right now and then her momma later
Bitch I'm on my grind just like a street skater
Young boy ball so hard, could've played for the Trail Blazers
That bitch don't want you bro, you too bummy
She got Tray Milli tatted on her tummy
These broke boys joking but they still can't tell me nothing
My pipe game strong, all my exes still all want me
Woah-oh-ohhh
I hit the bank cause I need more
Aye, I pulled up quick in a two-door
Aye, I'm sipping lean, just poured a four
Ohhh-ohhh
I told McQueen to get the dough
Woah-aye
Get that dough, yeah get that dough
Pulled up quick in a all white coupe, I'm Speed Racer
Bro in the back, hop out with the Mac and erase 'em
I'm smoking that gas, that Houston pack got new flavors
I'm fucking that bitch right now and then her friend later
Pulled up quick in a all white coupe, I'm Speed Racer
Bro in the back, hop out with the Mac and erase 'em
I'm smoking that gas, that Houston pack got new flavors
I'm fucking that bitch right now and then her friend later
Yeah, ha
Hop out the matrix
Hop out the simulation, uh
Playing my life just like a game
I'm on the PlayStation, uh
Gotta stay tight with the crew
We gon' keep speed racing, uh
Fuck all the fear, we face it
Yeah, yeah
01 GT, I'm finna pimp it
One of my missions
That my lil side quest
Got a lil date today
Shawty submissive, another lil side quest
I got that need for speed
Speed demon, working for the light
Pushing high speed, in the dark of the night
You wanna race, it's on sight
Twelve round, then I'm out of sight
Sign off, at the sign, goodnight
I just took a lil left
Tray go ahead, take that right
Like my shawty just like my whip
Japanese, with a lil kick
Gear shift, on the automatic
Sports manual when I'm feeling lit
I'm in that Speed Racer
Yeah
And I'm speed racing
Pulled up quick in a all white coupe, I'm Speed Racer
Bro in the back, hop out with the Mac and erase 'em
I'm smoking that gas, that Houston pack got new flavors
I'm fucking that bitch right now and then her friend later
Pulled up quick in a all white coupe, I'm Speed Racer
Bro in the back, hop out with the Mac and erase 'em
I'm smoking that gas, that Houston pack got new flavors
I'm fucking that bitch right now and then her friend later

Written by:
Jeyson Luntzer, Tracy Parker

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