The Race (remix)

Fuck this beat
I don’t like this shit at all
I feel like the Lakers , I just wanna ball
I snapchat bitches , hell nah I don’t make no calls
I got these lil hoes wrapped around me like a shawl
Bitch I’m greedy , tryna eat , I need it all
Walk in my closet , that shit look just like a mall
Popping tags and chasing bags , nah I ain’t never broke
I’m fresher than Febreeze , two degrees and a bar of soap
So high Jesus couldn’t see this wit a telescope
I walk in folks hold they nose cuz all they smell is dope
Her pussy wet , I need a boat , she got me tryna float , I kill her with these strokes , she gotta go I’m tryna blow a O , so I call up my bros like what y’all on , y’all niggas tryna po’
This shit so fucking thick , it fucking drips boy it don’t even flow
Fly like Peter Pan , bitch I’m the man
Oh boy I feel like Nav
You getting cash , these hoes come fast like they was using Nos
Hop on a track and it’s a wrap , I turn it to some gauze
I’m taking off , you wanna see me
Look up in the stars

(I said look up in the stars
In a foreign car
With a foreign broad
And she slobbing knob
And she probably yours
That don’t got shit to do with me bitch I just need the jaws
I just need the huh?
I just need the what?
Yo bitch she a slut
And she see we coming up so she gone do the bros
And you know we run this bitch , we run her like some toes
I said we run her like some toes
Cheesy like Doritos that’s all y’all lil niggas doe)