TyReezy - Speedin' (feat. Suave Star)

Speedin', yea
Ha it’s about time we do this huh
Let me turn this up a little bit
They been waiting for some shit like this
Speedin'
We feeling like the hottest niggaz around right now
Real shit
Hop in the car I’m speeding
I ain’t gotta have no reason
Whipping the car I’m speeding
I ain’t gotta tell you I’m leaving
Hop in the car I’m speeding
I ain’t gotta have no reason
Whipping the car I’m speeding
I ain’t gotta tell you I’m leaving
Pull up in the rolls Royce
Fuckin is your hoes choice
You already know that the golds make the hoes moist
I don’t give a damn
You already know I’m in
Sauve Star still waves
Spinning like a ceiling fan
Big moves, big plans
I got big bands
I don’t do it for the gram
I just do it for the fam
Man I get it by the gram
I don’t give a damn about it
You already know I’m chillin'
Moving all this fuckin product
I’m speedin’
Hundred on the 95
Dipping you already know I’m driving nigga I can drive
I don’t give a damn
You already know it’s homicide
4-5 looking at a nigga cause it’s by my side
Never really was the type to let the drama slide
Infrared beam fuck around and make ya mama cry
Before you think about it I demand my checks
'Cause it’s stacks on deck or it’s hands on necks
I’m smacked so everything’s moving slo-mo
But my mind still racing screaming go go go
Yeah mind still racing screaming go go go
Everything’s moving slow still go go go
I’m speeding and I ain’t gotta tell you my fuckin reason
I don’t give a damn I’m seasoned
Getting that cheddar I’m cheesin'
Rocks steady gleaming
Let her friends watch while she’s screaming
Go go go, going so slow
Suave star’s here with the most dope flow, I’m so pro
If you a shawty put this song on yeah, so it’s on yeah
And it’s alright we just going right there
We just going right there
Hop in the car I’m speeding
I ain’t gotta have no reason
Whipping the car I’m speeding
I ain’t gotta tell you I’m leaving
Hop in the car I’m speeding
I ain’t gotta have no reason
Whipping the car I’m speeding
I ain’t gotta tell you I’m leaving
I’m speedin', I’m speedin'
Hit the gas when I need it
When I say something nigga I mean it
All odds against me I’m even
But you leaking
You weak and I’m
I’m gone all weekend
So fill up the tank
Roll up the dank
I got to skate
Cause I got a date
And it’s with the bank
To get me some cake
I can not be late
Go to the store
Get me a drink
I started at 8
Realer than estate
I’m never fake
You must be cray cray if you trynna race
I never lose I don’t know how it tastes
Talk to my back but quiet to my face
Saved you for last put you back in your place
Talk to my back but quiet to my face
Saved you for last put you back in your place
I’m speedin, I’m speedin
Hit the gas when I need it
When I say something nigga I mean it
All odds against me I’m even
But you leaking
You weak and I’m
I’m gone all weekend
So hop in the car I’m speeding
I ain’t gotta have no reason
Whipping the car I’m speeding
I ain’t gotta tell you I’m leaving
Hop in the car I’m speeding
I ain’t gotta have no reason
Whipping the car I’m speeding
I ain’t gotta tell you I’m leaving

Written by:
Tyrone Plummer III

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