Yung Lil - Speedin'

Speeding on the track
Got them demons in the back
And you know that it's a Skat
Steady riding with the pack
On them tires spent a stack
And them windows tinted black
Painted finish and it's matte
Racing rims and that's all black
Speeding on the track
Got them demons in the back
And you know that it's a Skat
Steady riding with the pack
On them tires spent a stack
And them windows tinted black
Painted finish and it's matte
Racing rims and that's all black
Hit the strip in a fresh ass whip with them windows tint
Drive a foreign wheel expensive looking like I hit a lick
Know that lil niggas can't handle it, cause I drive a stick
Burning out pirelli tires leaving skid marks on the strip
Got a bad bitch and she strip
But I only give her dick
After that I tell her dip
Know these stripping hoes ain't shit
Got her sucking on the dick
While she fucking with her clit
Hit the clutch and then I shift and then I (skrt skrt)
Hell no you can't drive it, you can copilot
Like my women like my cars nigga, no mileage
And I just cash out don't need no one to co-sign it
And I always stay fly, don't need no stylist
Go 200 on the freeway, drive wreckless on the e-way
Ain't sleep in about 3 days
Ball like I'm on the east bay
Got a pretty lil bitch and I only do what she say
Yeah, said I only do what she say
Speeding on the track
Got them demons in the back
And you know that it's a Skat
Steady riding with the pack
On them tires spent a stack
And them windows tinted black
Painted finish and it's matte
Racing rims and that's all black
Speeding on the track
Got them demons in the back
And you know that it's a Skat
Steady riding with the pack
On them tires spent a stack
And them windows tinted black
Painted finish and it's matte
Racing rims and that's all black
People know that I'm that nigga
Because my pockets bigger
My homie pull the trigger
And they know im worth some figures
And all about that action
No i ain't with the capping
Spent days up in that field like a nigga quarterbacking
That Pistol steady packing
So I ain't never lacking
My bitch so thick, got me staring at her backend
They know I used to have 10s
Before I even had 10s
When I ain't even have timbs, you know I had them trees
Smoking weed with some real niggas, they real killers
That won't hesitate to deal with you if you squeal nigga
Like Bun B I keep it trill nigga, I won't deal with you
Unless we can see a mill nigga, make some bills nigga
I always do what I want, I ain't playing by the rules
Get popped if you want smoke like you about to meet the woo
I'm your rapper's favorite rapper nigga, and your ladies too
And I got a Army with me but the whip is navy blue
Speeding on the track
Got them demons in the back
And you know that it's a Skat
Steady riding with the pack
On them tires spent a stack
And them windows tinted black
Painted finish and it's matte
Racing rims and that's all black
Speeding on the track
Got them demons in the back
And you know that it's a Skat
Steady riding with the pack
On them tires spent a stack
And them windows tinted black
Painted finish and it's matte
Racing rims and that's all black

Written by:
Khalil Harris

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