2FWD ft. Cookey Lyrics

(Ayy you know I just be on some dumb shit)

Ayy- ayy that's my shit T!

Yeah, GTR 205 (Yeah)

Yeah, I gotta dash out (Yeah, let's go!)

Spin your block, out the window

Don't you fuckin' tap out (Don't you fucking tap out)

Popped him in his back, got him runnin' like a track now (Brrt, brrt)

Spin your block, out the window

Don't you fuckin' tap out (Don't you fuckin' tap out)

Fuckin' tap out (Tap)

Don't you fuckin' tap out (Tap)

Don't you tap out (Tap)

Don't you fuckin' tap out (Tap, tap)

Fuckin' tap out (Tap)

Don't you fuckin' tap out

Spin your block, out the window (Okay)

Don't you fuckin' tap out (Okay, don't you fuckin' tap out)

She wanna fuck for some Louis and Prada (She wanna-)

Bussin' it down for some Dolce and Gabbana (She wanna- yeah!)

Not tryna make her my daughter

Callin' me daddy, I'm not her father (I'm not her father)

Shawty a baddie (Baddie)

But I won't bother (Hol' up, huh)

Copped me a Caddy (Caddy)

Yeah, spendin' my dolla' (Dolla')

I'ma just go fuck on a model (Fuck on a model)

Customs on my ass

Fully loaded clip, It's auto (Do, do, do)

Smokin' on all that gas (Smoke that gass, what?)

Filled my cup with sorrow (Yeah, yeah)

Bitches can't touch my class (Class, class)

Rockin' exotic I got that shit you can't surpass (I got that shit, what?)

Huh? What? Dash out

Huh? Yeah, dash out

Huh? Yeah, dash out

Why you gotta dash out?

Don't you fucking tap out

Fuck is you talking about, why you gotta dash out?

What? Where am I?

Fuck am I doing? This shit so stupid

Bah!

Yeah, yeah, huh

Okay

High up, you can see me when you stargaze, bitch (Uh-huh)

Higher than the bpm, her heart rate, bitch (Yeah, yeah, okay)

What up its me, I come and leave, your girl is nice, so dumb and mean (Yeah, yeah)

She sippin' on liquor, I'm simply just sicker, I really don't care, but I act like miss her

And she's a real tease, all she talk about is luxury (Yeah, luxury)

Her pussy so prestige, I had to bring the cutlery (Yeah, cutlery)

Now look at me, its cook and T, we stand like kings on broken knees (Okay, okay)

We run it up, now buss it up and fuck it up G (Yuh, yuh)

Fuck it up, fuck it up

Fuck it up, fuck it up

Fuck it up, fuck it up

Fuck it up, fuck it up (What? Yeah)

Fuck it up, fuck it up

Fuck it up, fuck it up

Fuck it up, fuck it up (Hah, hah)

Fuck it up, fuck it up (Yeah, yeah)

Bitch, I'm in the back of the Bentley, sippin' on Henny

Never trust a hoe, no I'm never gonna fuck it up (Fuck it up)

Roll up with the gang, we gon' pull up down town

Put a hole in your dome if you ever, ever fuck it up (Fuck it up)

Bitch, I'm underground but I still go hard

Take a wrong step and I'm gonna blow like a landmine

He don't want the smoke, he a pussy ass bitch

We gon' lay that boy out, catch a fade like a tan line (Fuck it up)

Iced out, snow chains

I hand out no change (Ice, I hand out no change)

One shot, close range (Bah, bah, bah)

My flow, so strange (Flow strange, no doctor)

Pull up in a black Lambo (Skrrr)

Roll of in a white one

Twin Glocks, Thing One, Two (Yeah, yeah)

Me and bro fuck around on the road, might just light one (Yuh, yuh)

Fuck it up, fuck it up (What? What?)

Fuck it up, fuck it up (What?)

Fuck it up, fuck it up (Bitch)

Fuck it up, fuck it up (Bitch, what?)

Fuck it up, fuck it up

Fuck it up, fuck it up

Motherfuckers know I'm way too forward, pray when I roll up (Yeah, yeah)

I don't give a fuck I write my shit while I choke her (Choke her)

Better thank my parents, I was made just to go hard

Wait better hold up, brave like a soldier (Yeah, okay)

Lower (Lower)

Your expectations of what you can achieve (Yeah, yeah)

I waste no time, I'm way too fly my body runs on kerosene (Yeah, kerosene)

All they do is thinking they be killing, but they stealin' and I still wont die (Ayy)

I'm sippin' on some water cause their shit to dry (Ayy)

I told you it was trash, I was bit too nice

Now listen closely, this is holy, I do whatever that my pen decides (Pen decides)

That's a habit, Exoplanet ready to bend space and time (Yeah, fuck it up)

He don't want the smoke, catch a fade like a tan line

Exoplanet, bitch!