They can't keep up with the kid
It's high tech aint sippin on mid
It's a Kel Tech it sit on my hip
Need for speed, I love to shift
Pick that bitch up like I'm driving for Lyft
Need for speed, I love to drift
She see the stars and she lovin' the whip
Stick in this bitch cause I'm loving to hit
Stick-stick
Walk in this bitch with a blick-blick
Diamonds so cold got me sick-sick
She said, back stage pass, can I get it?
I told her that she need a ticket
Big body beamer, its lifted
.762 through his fitted
I did the shit that he didn't
Give me a bag and I flip it
My life a movie ain't scripted
Wonder why she acting different
Lately been feelin' so distant
I've been on the drugs, for instance
The syrup, the mud, I've been sipping
But off of the shrooms, I'm tripping
You wish you could live how I'm living
Get me a bag that I'm dipping
My money blue like I'm cripping
Too fly, this bitch like a griffin
I'm totin' the Glock and I'm gripping
And my aim is too true, I ain't missing
They talking that shit, I won't listen
They f*ck with the kid say Im gifted
Won't f*ck on that bitch, but I'm tempted
Ain't f*ck that bitch, but I guess I might as well
She said she hate me, I guess that's how she felt
Double G shoes and you know they match the belt
This .45 evil, send you straight to hell
Can't you tell?
Shit been different, I've been all about by myself
I wish her well
Moving different, only care about my wealth
I could make it sell
10 bands straight through Zelle
They can't keep up with the kid
It's high tech aint sippin on mid
It's a Kel Tech it sit on my hip
Need for speed, I love to shift
Pick that bitch up like I'm driving for Lyft
Need for speed, I love to drift
She see the stars and she lovin' the whip
Stick in this bitch cause I'm loving to hit
I got a need for speed, up that heat for free
Make em' bleed, bleed, bleed
Can't you see, see, see
Look at my wrist
Check out the fit
It's Moncler and Rick
Slide on your block and I'm hitting a lick
Carry a hammer, that boy gettin' fixed
Got me five bitches, I need me a sixth
Lilo, cause that boy get a stitched
He go 6 feet down in a ditch
That heat blow, yeah, it's just like your bitch
Free throw, when I shoot, Ima swish
She know, all this hunnids is crisp
Hunnids is crisp and you know that Im thumbin
Spend me some racks, cause I know more are coming
Put on my song and you know you gon' bump it
Choppa gon' blow like I'm playing the trumpet
Controllin' that bitch, so I'll call her my puppet
You say that you totin', but you will not up it
Gucci coat hold a K, yeah, I walk like a Russian
Sipping on high-tech, it's not Robitussin
He talk out of spite ain't no fightin or fussin'
Not loving no bitch, no, these hoes not trustin
These hoes gettin' no faith
On the beach I'm sippin' Rosè
Got two hoes, I need to rotate
She begging for Dolce
Told that lil' bitch no way
Stick on me like croquet
Got the juice, no OJ
Don't care what your hoe say
JYJ - NEED FOR SPEED (feat. OTW & vaguebdz) Lyrics
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They can't keep up with the kid
It's high tech aint sippin on mid
It's a Kel Tech it sit on my hip
Need for speed, I love to shift
Pick that bitch up like I'm driving for Lyft
Need for speed, I love to drift
She see the stars and she lovin' the whip
Stick in this bitch cause I'm loving to hit
Stick-stick
Walk in this bitch with a blick-blick
Diamonds so cold got me sick-sick
She said, back stage pass, can I get it?
I told her that she need a ticket
Big body beamer, its lifted
.762 through his fitted
I did the shit that he didn't
Give me a bag and I flip it
My life a movie ain't scripted
Wonder why she acting different
Lately been feelin' so distant
I've been on the drugs, for instance
The syrup, the mud, I've been sipping
But off of the shrooms, I'm tripping
You wish you could live how I'm living
Get me a bag that I'm dipping
My money blue like I'm cripping
Too fly, this bitch like a griffin
I'm totin' the Glock and I'm gripping
And my aim is too true, I ain't missing
They talking that shit, I won't listen
They f*ck with the kid say Im gifted
Won't f*ck on that bitch, but I'm tempted
Ain't f*ck that bitch, but I guess I might as well
She said she hate me, I guess that's how she felt
Double G shoes and you know they match the belt
This .45 evil, send you straight to hell
Can't you tell?
Shit been different, I've been all about by myself
I wish her well
Moving different, only care about my wealth
I could make it sell
10 bands straight through Zelle
They can't keep up with the kid
It's high tech aint sippin on mid
It's a Kel Tech it sit on my hip
Need for speed, I love to shift
Pick that bitch up like I'm driving for Lyft
Need for speed, I love to drift
She see the stars and she lovin' the whip
Stick in this bitch cause I'm loving to hit
I got a need for speed, up that heat for free
Make em' bleed, bleed, bleed
Can't you see, see, see
Look at my wrist
Check out the fit
It's Moncler and Rick
Slide on your block and I'm hitting a lick
Carry a hammer, that boy gettin' fixed
Got me five bitches, I need me a sixth
Lilo, cause that boy get a stitched
He go 6 feet down in a ditch
That heat blow, yeah, it's just like your bitch
Free throw, when I shoot, Ima swish
She know, all this hunnids is crisp
Hunnids is crisp and you know that Im thumbin
Spend me some racks, cause I know more are coming
Put on my song and you know you gon' bump it
Choppa gon' blow like I'm playing the trumpet
Controllin' that bitch, so I'll call her my puppet
You say that you totin', but you will not up it
Gucci coat hold a K, yeah, I walk like a Russian
Sipping on high-tech, it's not Robitussin
He talk out of spite ain't no fightin or fussin'
Not loving no bitch, no, these hoes not trustin
These hoes gettin' no faith
On the beach I'm sippin' Rosè
Got two hoes, I need to rotate
She begging for Dolce
Told that lil' bitch no way
Stick on me like croquet
Got the juice, no OJ
Don't care what your hoe say
It's high tech aint sippin on mid
It's a Kel Tech it sit on my hip
Need for speed, I love to shift
Pick that bitch up like I'm driving for Lyft
Need for speed, I love to drift
She see the stars and she lovin' the whip
Stick in this bitch cause I'm loving to hit
Stick-stick
Walk in this bitch with a blick-blick
Diamonds so cold got me sick-sick
She said, back stage pass, can I get it?
I told her that she need a ticket
Big body beamer, its lifted
.762 through his fitted
I did the shit that he didn't
Give me a bag and I flip it
My life a movie ain't scripted
Wonder why she acting different
Lately been feelin' so distant
I've been on the drugs, for instance
The syrup, the mud, I've been sipping
But off of the shrooms, I'm tripping
You wish you could live how I'm living
Get me a bag that I'm dipping
My money blue like I'm cripping
Too fly, this bitch like a griffin
I'm totin' the Glock and I'm gripping
And my aim is too true, I ain't missing
They talking that shit, I won't listen
They f*ck with the kid say Im gifted
Won't f*ck on that bitch, but I'm tempted
Ain't f*ck that bitch, but I guess I might as well
She said she hate me, I guess that's how she felt
Double G shoes and you know they match the belt
This .45 evil, send you straight to hell
Can't you tell?
Shit been different, I've been all about by myself
I wish her well
Moving different, only care about my wealth
I could make it sell
10 bands straight through Zelle
They can't keep up with the kid
It's high tech aint sippin on mid
It's a Kel Tech it sit on my hip
Need for speed, I love to shift
Pick that bitch up like I'm driving for Lyft
Need for speed, I love to drift
She see the stars and she lovin' the whip
Stick in this bitch cause I'm loving to hit
I got a need for speed, up that heat for free
Make em' bleed, bleed, bleed
Can't you see, see, see
Look at my wrist
Check out the fit
It's Moncler and Rick
Slide on your block and I'm hitting a lick
Carry a hammer, that boy gettin' fixed
Got me five bitches, I need me a sixth
Lilo, cause that boy get a stitched
He go 6 feet down in a ditch
That heat blow, yeah, it's just like your bitch
Free throw, when I shoot, Ima swish
She know, all this hunnids is crisp
Hunnids is crisp and you know that Im thumbin
Spend me some racks, cause I know more are coming
Put on my song and you know you gon' bump it
Choppa gon' blow like I'm playing the trumpet
Controllin' that bitch, so I'll call her my puppet
You say that you totin', but you will not up it
Gucci coat hold a K, yeah, I walk like a Russian
Sipping on high-tech, it's not Robitussin
He talk out of spite ain't no fightin or fussin'
Not loving no bitch, no, these hoes not trustin
These hoes gettin' no faith
On the beach I'm sippin' Rosè
Got two hoes, I need to rotate
She begging for Dolce
Told that lil' bitch no way
Stick on me like croquet
Got the juice, no OJ
Don't care what your hoe say
Writer: JYJ ., vaguebdz ., OTW .
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid