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belaganas – ford vs ferrari lyrics

[intro]
[?] boys!
that fake isn’t gonna step on itself!
yeah

[verse 1]
i got these songs about my life
i get it all off my chest
y’all just live your life through others
that’s why y’all so depressed
sometimes i think when i was a baby
i was dropped on my head
and somedays i just need a guillotine to chop off my head
i’m off of my meds
i’m caught up on rest but feelin’ weak
i’ve given up on quitting nicotine my second time this week, yeh
sh+tty local acts still trynna hit me up to beef
but i been busy getting cash
your music trash, your rhymes are weak

[chorus 1]
is that another b+tch ass hater all on my radar?
you wanna talk sh+t then ya better stay far
and you don’t drivе sh+t but i race car
when they put on my sh+t don’t touch thе sp+cebar
when i write raps they know i stay raw
you wanna talk sh+t then ya better stay far
and you don’t drive sh+t but i race car
when they put on my sh+t don’t touch the sp+cebar
[verse 2]
finally, motherf+ckas wanna ride with me
the second i get notoriety they wanna supply the beats, huh
highly unpredictable, i like variety
and lack there of it in society give me anxiety
hide the weed, i’m driving fast through the biltmore
you link with your friends too much
but you should build more
bad b+tches ride with me ’cause i got the life that they would k!ll for
i can’t help the sh+t that i was built for
trynna build my own crib
not in the hills, more out by the woods
i should talk to a realtor
talked to my agent “your boys need a real tour”
they like my music, they must just not feel yours

[chorus 1]
is that another b+tch ass hater all on my radar?
you wanna talk sh+t then ya better stay far
and you don’t drive sh+t but i race car
when they put on my sh+t don’t touch the sp+cebar
when i write raps they know i stay raw
you wanna talk sh+t then ya better stay far
and you don’t drive sh+t but i race car
when they put on my sh+t don’t touch the sp+cebar
[chorus 2]
five, four, three, i run at max speed
blow by the hoes, they be like “that’s clean”
go vamonos, ain’t no one pass me
when the gun shot, we run like track teams
five, four, three, i run at max speed
blow by the hoes, they be like “that’s clean”
go vamonos, ain’t no one pass me
when the gun shot, we run like track teams

[verse 3]
when the gun pop, i run like track teams
v12 engine, know that that’s me
seats all white like hoes named ashley
no, your titties won’t b00by trap me
subs in the trunk, they bump like acne
she off white might blow like acme
life been quite alright if you ask me
matte black whip
matt with a blonde getting blown in the backseat
what if i take my chances?
go up to every door in my city ’till someone answers
tell ’em that my album dropping like it’s an anvil
i’m so hot right now, brodie i’m hansel
tell ’em when the gun
better get to dancing
baby don’t cross me, my family manson
i’m barely a rapper, came straight from campus
future so tragic, blame the coke habit, god
[chorus 1]
is that another b+tch ass hater all on my radar?
you wanna talk sh+t then ya better stay far
and you don’t drive sh+t but i race car
when they put on my sh+t don’t touch the sp+cebar
when i write raps they know i stay raw
you wanna talk sh+t then ya better stay far
and you don’t drive sh+t but i race car
when they put on my sh+t don’t touch the sp+cebar

[chorus 2]
five, four, three, i run at max speed
blow by the hoes, they be like “that’s clean”
go vamonos, ain’t no one pass me
when the gun shot, we run like track teams
five, four, three, i run at max speed
blow by the hoes, they be like “that’s clean”
go vamonos, ain’t no one pass me
when the gun shot

- belaganas lyrics

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