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Checkered flag shit
Yea, the speedometer reads 70 miles per hour
A is deployed from the trunk
Less resistance, more power
You ain't sat in like this once (niggaa)
Fresh from the pages of Car &
To the possession of high
File it in my
With the rest of my
bill sheets, documented mileage
Handbook in the console I know everything it
Got yo wet, she need goggles
See me on the set, I'm the of survival
Live in the flesh, bombs on my rivals
We the motherfucking
You just motherfucking clown
Borrowing ya big homie shooting virals
Never wheeling them cars, just standing by
Not really knowing them broads, just by them
No class tickets, you just buy the stand-by ones
I'm dollars, you admiring
I'm Words With Friends whole time in-flight
Email full of prices
Marble or granite, kitchen
Got a mill out the deal I'm on the grind
(JET life on these yeah)
Got 10 more coming just give me some
(JET life on them yeah)
it all together got something in mind
(JET life on them yeah)
Show them better than I can tell them gon feel me
Show them better than I can tell em they feel me
Niggas I came up with changing up say they kill me
If ever catch me slipping
I dont a fuck, sincerely
I know they just emotional, they love me, they me
They my women, they see me steering, wish they was in it
Jealousy, just feeding em negative
I put my hands together for my friend-emies
Only let paper chasers in this vicinity
Can't violate the JET without penalty
Even get let go "Fredo, you killing me"
I hard, bloggers thinking that it's 10 of me
record after record like them bitches slippery
I like nice shit and I how to get it
dumbass, it's not rocket science or Quantum Physics
Get on fool, Trap til a trillion
Wrote these raps in New Orleans and performed in New Zealand
to Pusha T and that's legal drug dealing
"My God", a feeling

, Decepticon
Push disappearing when the drizzle clearing
I'll probably be laid in the enclave, then
Jet miss in the grilling up steaks
It'll smell like Ruth's Chris in a minute fool, you want a
The hero when I'm done they'll say I'm great