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Checkered flag shit
Yea, when the speedometer 70 miles per hour
A spoiler is from the trunk
Less resistance, more power
You ain't sat in nothing this once (niggaa)
from the pages of Car & Driver
To the possession of pilots
it in my collection
With the of my shit
Up-to-date bill sheets, mileage
Handbook in the console I everything about it
Got yo woman wet, she need
See me on the set, I'm the picture of
in the flesh, dropping bombs on my rivals
We the motherfucking
You just motherfucking shoes
Borrowing ya big homie jewelry virals
Never wheeling them cars, standing by them
Not really knowing broads, just standing by them
No class tickets, you just buy the stand-by ones
I'm dollars, you admiring
I'm With Friends whole time in-flight wireless
full of condo prices
Marble or granite, islands
Got a mill out the deal I'm on the grind
(JET life on these yeah)
Got 10 more coming give me some time
(JET on them bitches yeah)
Putting it all together got something in
(JET on them niggas yeah)
them better than I can tell them they gon feel me
Show them better I can tell em they gon' feel me
Niggas I came up with up say they gone kill me
If they ever catch me
I give a fuck, sincerely
I know they emotional, they love me, they fear me
like my women, they see me steering, wish they was in it
Jealousy, just feeding em negative
I put my hands together praying for my
Only let chasers dwell in this vicinity
Can't violate the JET code without
Even family get let go "Fredo, you me"
I work hard, bloggers thinking it's 10 of me
Dropping record after record like them slippery
I like nice and I know how to get it
Hustle dumbass, not rocket science or Quantum Physics
Get on task fool, Trap til a
Wrote these raps in New Orleans and performed in New Zealand
Word to Pusha T and legal drug dealing
"My God", what a

, Decepticon
Push button disappearing when the drizzle
probably be laid in the enclave, until then
Jet miss in the kitchen grilling up
It'll smell like Chris in a minute fool, you want a plate?
The hero unsung when I'm done they'll say I'm