SPEED RACER, PT. II (Bonus Remix) ft. KJ $wag Beatz & Pgbrenegade Lyrics

I'm in a high speed chase, I hit the gas on they ass

Speed racin' through the day, god I hope I don't crash

I'm always spittin' in the face, one on one you won't last

Speed racin' to the bag, I hit the digital dash

I'm in a high speed chase, I hit the gas on they ass

Speed racin' through the day, god I hope I don't crash

I'm always spittin' in the face, one on one you won't last

Speed racin' to the bag, I hit the digital dash

All these fake ass rappers paper chasin'

My revenue is massive, I bring home the bacon

I'm movin' solo dolo, I don't do no claimin'

Got the red dot on your forehead, yeah, that's where I'm aimin'

You know I stay afloat in my bag with residuals

I do the same shit every day, it's like a ritual

I'm always cleansin' my body, I'm stayin' spiritual

If there's no plan to get the bag, it ain't visual

Stay out my lane with the bullshit

You know I carry a full clip

Leavin' your girl in a full split

Calling Wifi with a don't split

You know I'm playin', don't take me serious boy, you lazy

Shoutout to the homie AZ

Flip the bag and go crazy

I'm in a high speed chase, I hit the gas on they ass

Speed racin' through the day, god I hope I don't crash

I'm always spittin' in the face, one on one you won't last

Speed racin' to the bag, I hit the digital dash

I'm in a high speed chase, I hit the gas on they ass

Speed racin' through the day, god I hope I don't crash

I'm always spittin' in the face, one on one you won't last

Speed racin' to the bag, I hit the digital dash

Yo, I spit in the face, of people who not really cool

These niggas be making a list about all these rappers, Is they cool with you?

Fuck that, these niggas say they really wanna make it

But you don't believe in patience, seeing everybody else poppin

Now this nigga acting all famous, me and you hit the same stove

Probably cop the same drink

me and you was eating Raman noddles, now you say, you only eating steak

You say I'm cappin' when you really cappin', guess you both shop in that list

My brother, father asked you was it nice, I'm the guy that's picking up a pen

Look, I show off, fuck in her face till I blow out

She see my puppy and hoe out, I fuck from the back and she pass out

For pussy, these niggas will crash out, can't be the nigga to crash now

I'm the realest nigga last now, bitches PGB and I don't back down

I'm in a high speed chase, I hit the gas on they ass

Speed racin' through the day, god I hope I don't crash

I'm always spittin' in the face, one on one you won't last

Speed racin' to the bag, I hit the digital dash

I'm in a high speed chase, I hit the gas on they ass

Speed racin' through the day, god I hope I don't crash

I'm always spittin' in the face, one on one you won't last

Speed racin' to the bag, I hit the digital dash