Grand Prix

Cigar music

Old Vegas

Grand Prix laps, that mad money dash

Yeah, still can’t relax, aye

Numb in the face

Last shift don’t know they place

Finna get slapped like the bass

Who be raising the stakes?

Wicked kids out here depraved

Leave yo ass gon wit no trace

I just can’t seem to shake

Babe got the bullet proof ride wit no brakes

Poison in our food while we saying our grace

We been switching the plates, thank God, now we straight

Green lights, finna race, yeah

We gone by dusk

We gone like dust, its on, right?

You taste like lust

I don’t need much, its all right (X2)

Feel the love

Outside looking in, drugs always hook us in, aye

Getting used to following bread crumbs

Straying from the path, from the glares and the crooked grins, aye

Carve my own niche out and then some

Stoned like the flintstones, building new momentum, yeah

Mind’s made, now she wanna get some, fill her with this wisdom

Mufuck da system, yeah

Get this dick too, feel the bliss, hon’

Just another mission, feeling like its last round

Girl, you know they wanna catch us with our pants down

Then you getting passed round, now you wanna lash out

That’s why we never do them races up in camp town

Know that blackface is a cash cow

Now we vigilantes with the mask down

Really ain’t no rationale for the sad clowns

So in love now, damn, who let you in the madhouse

Start it up like

Kai.oti, where have you been? You left all them sparks in the wind, damn

Saying they rigged us to win, but really it all just depends

Ear to the ground, don’t you hear it? More than just following trends, zen zen

Fuck keeping up wit appearance, she been expecting a cleanse like

Shameless, ain’t nothing wrong wit it

This love ain’t painless, been one long minute, aye

My talk is dangerous, know I’m long-winded

We gon be famous, that sounds ominous, that’s ominous

We gone by dusk

We gone like dust, its on, right?

You taste like lust

I don’t need much, its all right (x2)

Aye

Grand Prix laps, that mad money dash

Yeah, still can’t relax (x2)

Numb in the face

Last shift don’t know they place

Finna get slapped like the bass

Who be raising the stakes?

Wicked kids out here depraved

Leave yo ass gon wit no trace

I just can’t seem to shake

Babe got the bullet proof ride wit no brakes

Poison in our food while we saying our grace

We been switching the plates, thank God, now we straight

Green lights, finna race, yeah

We gone by dusk

We gone like dust, its on, right?

You taste like lust

I don’t need much, its all right