[ Featuring Wiz Khalifa, Gunna ]
(Hitmaka)
(Shan)
(Ayy, Benjamin he got benjamins)
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah (yeah), yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke
Porsche 911, can't see me no more
I be up high but I want some more
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke
Porsche 911, can't see me no more
I be up high but I want some more
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah (hey, hey, hey), all the smoke
Porsche 911, can't see me no more
I be up high but I want some more
Yeah, in a Porsche, yeah, bend the door, yeah
She might wanna ride but it better be a foreign, yeah
Make it roar, yeah, yeah
Said her ex was a joker, no locked doors
Takin' what you want from me
Tell a bitch, throw it back like it's all yours
Lock it up and throw the key
Beat it up like a Nascar, auto sport
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke
Porsche 911, can't see me no more
I be up high but I want some more
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah (hey, hey, hey), all the smoke
Porsche 911, can't see me no more
I be up high but I want some more
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Speedin' in a Porsche
Livin' life fast and goin' all around the course (course)
Ain't no competition, got the ball in my court
Scream, "F*ck the opposition" every time that we score (score)
Wonder when they know they with the rawest report
I ain't bust the twenties, like I'm barred from the store (yeah)
Gunna bought her Pucci and that Juicy Couture
We made a rated movie, had her pussy a lil' sore
(I can't wait to go back on tour) Uh
On tour, I copped a new toy
They gon' see the smoke, I change the mode, sport
Maybach to the yacht, left in a Rolls Royce
See them haters they done left me no choice
She love me and she say I make her so moist
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke
Porsche 911, can't see me no more
I be up high but I want some more
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah (hey, hey, hey), all the smoke
Porsche 911, can't see me no more
I be up high but I want some more (okay)
Whippin', dodgin' in and out in a new Ferrari ('Rari)
I don't want her, she be f*ckin' anybody (anybody)
If I'm in then I'ma drop the top on that
Yeah she got a fatty, but her top is whack
I might hit her best friend, I'm somethin' like a legend
I'm smokin' on the kush, you could tell by how it's smellin'
Say she got a curfew, gotta be home by eleven
If I roll up all this weed up, better make sure you inhale it
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke
Porsche 911, can't see me no more (you don't know when you gon' get that pipe again, girl)
I be up high but I want some more (you better treat it right, yup)
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah (hey, hey, hey), all the smoke
Porsche 911, can't see me no more
I be up high but I want some more
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
