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Semme - Fast Forward Lyrics



Semme - Fast Forward Lyrics




Fast forward
(Bino on the beat b*tch)
Aye
Racks in the center console
When a n*gga hit the gas
You can bet I'm going
Fast forward
Bad b*tch waiting at the crib with some real good head
I ain't even gotta ask for it
Trying to run up in my lane for some clout and the fame guarantee that that's a
Crash course
Richard Millie plain on a plane
Drip way too insane
B*tch came with a passport
(Yuh)
Best of right now lil n*gga
Just look at the persona
B*tches calling me the swag lord
25 bricks on the block
But they never miss a shot
And they never hit the backboard
(Wow)
Really want to gamble with your life lil n*gga roll the dice
I ain't talking shooting
Craps for it
Last time I checked I ain't ever had kids why the f*ck your baby momma call me dad for?
(Da da)

Racks in the center console
When a n*gga hit the gas
You can bet I'm going
Fast forward
Bad b*tch waiting at the crib with some real good head
I ain't even gotta ask for it
Trying to run up in my lane for some clout and the fame guarantee that that's a
Crash course
Richard Millie plain on a plane
Drip way too insane
B*tch came with a passport

Best of right now lil n*gga
Just look at my persona
B*tches calling me the swag lord
25 bricks on the block
But they never miss a shot
And they never hit the backboard
Really want to gamble with your life lil n*gga roll the dice
I ain't talking shooting craps for it
Last time I checked I ain't even had

Ok
Going 30 over in a new Corvette
I ain't know the speed wasn't on the dashboard
Falling in the p*ssy like
I'm Indiana Jones and just accidentally hit a trap door
I get hoes by the bulk
F*ck them like I'm Hulk
Yeah yeah n*gga always
Wanna smash more
Somebody hit Puff
Tell him that I wanna work
Yeah, I always been a bad boy

Racks in the center console
When a n*gga hit the gas
You can bet I'm going
Fast forward
Bad b*tch waiting at the crib with some real good head
I ain't even gotta ask for it
Trying to run up in my lane for some clout and the fame guarantee that that's a
Crash course
Richard Millie plain on a plane
Drip way too insane
B*tch came with a passport
Aye
(Bino on the beat b*tch)
Fast forward
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Fast forward
(Bino on the beat b*tch)
Aye
Racks in the center console
When a n*gga hit the gas
You can bet I'm going
Fast forward
Bad b*tch waiting at the crib with some real good head
I ain't even gotta ask for it
Trying to run up in my lane for some clout and the fame guarantee that that's a
Crash course
Richard Millie plain on a plane
Drip way too insane
B*tch came with a passport
(Yuh)
Best of right now lil n*gga
Just look at the persona
B*tches calling me the swag lord
25 bricks on the block
But they never miss a shot
And they never hit the backboard
(Wow)
Really want to gamble with your life lil n*gga roll the dice
I ain't talking shooting
Craps for it
Last time I checked I ain't ever had kids why the f*ck your baby momma call me dad for?
(Da da)

Racks in the center console
When a n*gga hit the gas
You can bet I'm going
Fast forward
Bad b*tch waiting at the crib with some real good head
I ain't even gotta ask for it
Trying to run up in my lane for some clout and the fame guarantee that that's a
Crash course
Richard Millie plain on a plane
Drip way too insane
B*tch came with a passport

Best of right now lil n*gga
Just look at my persona
B*tches calling me the swag lord
25 bricks on the block
But they never miss a shot
And they never hit the backboard
Really want to gamble with your life lil n*gga roll the dice
I ain't talking shooting craps for it
Last time I checked I ain't even had

Ok
Going 30 over in a new Corvette
I ain't know the speed wasn't on the dashboard
Falling in the p*ssy like
I'm Indiana Jones and just accidentally hit a trap door
I get hoes by the bulk
F*ck them like I'm Hulk
Yeah yeah n*gga always
Wanna smash more
Somebody hit Puff
Tell him that I wanna work
Yeah, I always been a bad boy

Racks in the center console
When a n*gga hit the gas
You can bet I'm going
Fast forward
Bad b*tch waiting at the crib with some real good head
I ain't even gotta ask for it
Trying to run up in my lane for some clout and the fame guarantee that that's a
Crash course
Richard Millie plain on a plane
Drip way too insane
B*tch came with a passport
Aye
(Bino on the beat b*tch)
Fast forward
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Writer: Semmuel Jenkins
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Language: English
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Written by: Semmuel Jenkins
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