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j bert - interstate 88 lyrics

interstate 88
bee bert
d+mn n+gga speeding like a motherf+cker

i took an exit
could’ve got got got yo b+tch from texas
we don’t text that’s my preference
you ask me why i’m reckless
i do breakfast on br++sts
you grew up that’s the message
you f+cked up i don’t get it
you gonna f+cking learn your lesson
ain’t no f+cking luck
luck luck it came from heaven
you screw up and that’s so stressing
these hoes don’t learn their lesson
a milli that’s a blessing
get the bag you ain’t gonna hate it
hoes be staring and they love it
sliding rough in in her dm’s
she wants my bebe bebe
i don’t talk i just be ready
had enough i just love money
have a f+ck
han
speeding that b+tch on the highway
f+ck up the tollway we don’t do freeways ha
talking bout getting my office we could do anything
i rather f+ck later
taking my bentley we ride it out
shout out dababy i’m proud as f+ck
slapping these n+ggas i’m wild ‘n out
pull up and get it
i do not talk i just spit it
me and my baby we get it
getting that money we spend it
turning that hoe into a million
f+ck all these n+ggas we k!lling
taking it back to the ceiling
i never do any k!lling
all of my fault yea
all of the negative bye bye
you could be better than high five
leaving the money on drive by
8 benches to the paradise
6 friends that i sacrificed
s+x money is still alive
old man really paralyzed
we gonna bust it
u turn
verse dripping like a glue gun
hate on me you ain’t cool son
flashlight on these two buns
future shining like the brightest sun
speed it up wanna tag along
seating in the back of the vruh cab
them n+ggas wanna ej+cul+te
this is why i give them all the map to really navigate
polite
just relax
i’m smarter than your classmate
my whole life been a piece of cake
eat it all and i’m full of sh+t
next song gonna be calling drake
ovo got the money chase
ain’t talk much got my facts straight
you fine bae but you’re ass fake
you hate me get your mind fix
i plot plot i do not stay
come bless me
you swear that i’m flexing
17 got my first chick
ass fat couldn’t dare to breath
my whole life was a blessing
my first car had it wrecked in
you love it you come test me
i swear to god ain’t playing games
i got 2 ears so i hear sh+t
you gonna leave me with that fake sh+t
headlights on them fake days
i could prove it
head ass you’re a 2 face
karma got you
ain’t the last time you too late
come and wrap it up
dance like my buddy
muhammad ali
we are not equal
my amigo
i don’t joke around
when i hop in this party
there’s no stopping now
okay
yeah imitate what i’m gonna say
ain’t n0body safe we gonna shut it down
high school fame got me all the bae
any day straight up compensate
88 got all the fame
hasta la vista mueve bebe
mamacita morenita
last time i checked you weren’t impressed
get get
here’s the best thing in the world
ain’t no flexing know you’re worth
you’re on the right path
no tricks to the brightest mind
envy me you gonna die trying
bee bert on right the track
i took an exit
could’ve got got got yo b+tch from texas
we don’t text that’s my preference
you ask me why i’m reckless
i do breakfast on br++sts
you grew up that’s the message
you f+cked up i don’t get it
you gonna f+cking learn your lesson
ain’t no f+cking luck
luck luck it came from heaven
you screw up and that’s so stressing
these hoes don’t learn their lesson
a milli that’s a blessing
get the bag you ain’t gonna hate it
hoes be staring and they love it
sliding rough in in her dm’s
she wants my bebe bebe
i don’t talk i just be ready
had enough i just love money
have a f+ck
han

speeding that b+tch on the highway
f+ck up the tollway we don’t do freeways ha
talking bout getting my office we could do anything
i rather f+ck later
taking my bentley we ride it out
shout out dababy i’m proud as f+ck
slapping these n+ggas i’m wild ‘n out
pull up and get it
i do not talk i just spit it
me and my baby we get it
getting that money we spend it
turning that hoe into a million
f+ck all these n+ggas we k!lling
taking it back to the ceiling
i never do any k!lling
all of my fault yea
all of the negative bye bye
you could be better than high five
leaving the money on drive by
8 benches to the paradise
6 friends that i sacrificed
s+x money is still alive
old man really paralyzed
we gonna bust it
u turn
verse dripping like a glue gun
hate on me you ain’t cool son
flashlight on these two buns
future shining like the brightest sun
speed it up wanna tag along
seating in the back of the vruh cab
them n+ggas wanna ej+cul+te
this is why i give them all the map to really navigate
polite
just relax
i’m smarter than your classmate
my whole life been a piece of cake
eat it all and i’m full of sh+t
next song gonna be calling drake
ovo got the money chase

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