Текст песни
They thought they’d knock me back but they just couldn’t
I’m drivin past em bitch I’m faster than a bullet
Put em in the past and I ain’t lookin
They ain’t never seen this type of cookin
Aye yuh
I’m driving past em bitch I’m faster than a bullet
The Games at large though they cannot seem to break
Out the underground though it’s not really a shame
Keyboards broken letters typing sounds that act the same
We done Spun the block enough to see that culdesac vacant
off your ass bitch now’s the time to play
Show the audience your greatness
how you under pressure faced
With a multitude of options but you choosing to be absent and you bragging how in action that your packin catchin case
Bullets flying left and right my shots are staring straight I got a clear view of the finish line we driving till we make it better grasp on what you got my lyrics shadowing elites
All my scheming got you outta here keep on looking up to peep
