295 Lyrics

Aye Kid

We already told em we ain't pullin' over for shit

Aye, watch how I hit the gas on these niggas

Floss

I told y'all once before that I was never pullin' over

I don't give a fuck if we was high, if we was sober

Make that high-speed music for them steppers, bitch, I'm goin' global

Switches in the V, he hittin' blocks up, now he slumped over

Dead man, pop, pop, shooters hit his top, top

Niggas know that floss, SSG gon' get him drop, drop

Shots ring out the fin, we make them pussy niggas hop, scotch

How y'all on front line, but all you niggas gettin' popped, popped

Niggas liabilities, they on the block with no Glock

How you feelin'? Them spinner really hittin' all tops

And these rappers claim they stoppin' shit, but put nothin' in park

No, this ain't a diss, I just feel like I had to pop my pop

295 on the highway, gettin' chased, I'm gettin' low

I'm not stoppin', switchin' lanes, got the pedal to the floor

Gun up front, weed in the trunk, damn my boy, we gotta go

Bitch, my record super clean, I'm tryin' to keep it that way, bro

295 on the highway, gettin' chased, I'm gettin' low

I'm not stoppin', switchin' lanes, got the pedal to the floor

Gun up front, weed in the trunk, damn my boy, we gotta go

Bitch, my record super clean, I'm tryin' to keep it that way, bro

Wave your guns up in the air, put that money on the floor

If you hear them boys knockin', we gon' blitz the back door

If they hit them lights, sport mode, bitch, we gotta go

Oh you got behind this fin, I'm bout' to show you what it's for

(Skrrrt)

Damn, this fin be movin'

Four hundred horses, red sport, We ain't Tom Cruisin'

When I beat that pussy up, You know I leave them bruises

They say fat ron be on some shit,Yeah, that nigga ruthless

Let's go

Fuck this bitch and made a movie

He got backdoor with a Uzi

Bitches see you drivin' somethin' fast

They becomin' groupies

Hit the gas, the car be zoomin

Gettin' skinny, we gon' lose him

Watch me hit this left and bust this right

Leave them niggas clueless

295 on the highway, gettin' chased, I'm gettin' low

I'm not stoppin', switchin' lanes, got the pedal to the floor

Gun up front, weed in the trunk, damn my boy, we gotta go

Bitch, my record super clean, I'm tryin' to keep it that way, bro

295 on the highway, gettin' chased, I'm gettin' low

I'm not stoppin', switchin' lanes, got the pedal to the floor

Gun up front, weed in the trunk, damn my boy, we gotta go

Bitch, my record super clean, I'm tryin' to keep it that way, bro

Floss, floss, floss