CornBreezyy Deniro - Too Fast

Sometimes I wish my dawg was still here wimme
Fuck dat designer I'll give it up to have sum real ones wimme
Og told me that I'm moving too fast
I crashed Maro should've sat my ass down
But I can't lie I fell in love wit the fast life
Different bitches Ass right
Different money Tax right
Fuck dat lil hoe if ha cash ain right
Fuck you ain tryna chase a check
We spend money wrist and neck
We spin yo block like soda caps , nigga

I just putta Draco ina foreign
I do the dash, don't even know where I'm goin
That bitch suck dick so good she just like Mandy Muse
She throw that ass back she know she got me amused
That bitch got on red bottoms
YSL be a problem
I just poured up a cup, that tequila be having me Vibin'
This bitch hold just like 30, I gotta keep this hoe beside me
Hoe bet not mention my name
I hate hoes who be talking outta private
And for you niggas that be pillow talking I put that potato behind tha barrel
Hit his ass wit that AR, they gon be singing his Eyes on the Sparrow
And ion really fuck wit these niggas they be asking why ion be collabin'
And just to keep the peace with these lame niggas
I tell them I ain rappin

Sometimes I wish my dawg was still here wimme
Fck dat designer I'll give it up to have sum real ones wimme
Og told me that I'm movin' too fast
I crashed Maro should've sat my ass down
But I can't lie I fell in love wit the fast life
Different bitches Ass right
Different money Tax right
Fuck dat lil hoe if ha cash ain right
Fuck you ain tryna chase a check
We spend money on wrist and neck
We spin yo block like soda caps , nigga

Bitch we ina strip club and we throwing ones
I just bought two fifs of don you know what's goin
This 1942 this shit cost like 222
My whole city divided east and west we had to choose
You know we Fck we violence
Play wit draco's like it's Madden
I ain really wit that friendly shit
Niggas know that we be active
Trap ain die nigga it's crackin
My lawyer paid nigga wads hannin'
I'a go do that shit again
We ran up a hunnit ina pandemic
But Fck that shit nigga this a bandemic
I keep a rubber-band around nese twenties
That Glock 17 a take Fifty
If he ain wear a mask he finish
If Covid ain kill em then we gon kill em
Stand ova a nigga put em outta his misery
And I can't stand Goldie My Witness

Sometimes I wish my dawg was still here wimme
Fck dat designer I'll give it up to have sum real ones wimme
Og told me that I'm movin' too fast
I crashed Maro should've sat my ass down
But I can't lie I fell in love wit the fast life
Different bitches Ass right
Different money Tax right
Fuck that lil hoe if ha cash ain right
Fuck you ain tryna chase a check
We spend money wrist and neck
We a spin yo block like soda caps nigga
Yeah

Written by:
CornBreezyy Deniro

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