leak obama – speedway lyrics
[hook]
pull up on a n+gga let it rip like beyblade
n+gga better play with his kids like bébé
when it’s up it’s going down mayday mayday
i don’t what day it is i just know its payday
n+gga smoking good gas had to stop at the speedway
living life fast yea we gon have a speed race
cut off my hoes told em b+tches i need sp+ce
imma go hard for the team give em leeway
[verse 1]
24 hours n+gga i ain’t even sleep yet
rip kobe n+gga rip dman
i remember robbing p+ssy ass n+ggas no ski mask
i remember all them petty cases i beat that
flexing on my ex b+tch til she want me back
got new hoes b+tch i dont rеally need that
i dont do no perkies tell mе where the weed at
i been grinding to hard tell me where the lean at
imma pour a four f+ck ya hoe real slow
smoke opp pack while she give n+gga throat
can’t trust a b+tch so u know i got my pole
these hoes real slimey yea u know how it go
i can never switch up rip to the bros
every rip another 2 opps gone
secret service sh+t get u knocked off
heard u keep a strap but u never pop off
just bought me some ammo
i just bought a drake
hittas quick to take a n+gga out like a date
i got n+ggas ride with that stick like it’s bae
new gun (bow) let it off couldn’t wait
them steppas they hop out the car to walk down yo sh+t
aim that stick straight at yo face
n+ggas say that it’s up watch how quick we come down a b+tch
bring that beef straight we you stay
make em lay where he lay
bro gon spray if they play
feeling like simon hittas move when i say
yea free labor they gon shoot with no pay
got enough pull touch u in the cage
yea yea flip lil fool like a page
i been laying on lil fool bout some days
ain’t no holding back n+gga move out the way
whip out this tool, start to shoot out in rage
[hook]
pull up on a n+gga let it rip like beyblade
n+gga better play with his kids like bébé
when it’s up it’s going down mayday mayday
i don’t what day it is i just know its payday
n+gga smoking good gas had to stop at the speedway
living life fast yea we gon have a speed race
cut off my hoes told em b+tches i need sp+ce
imma go hard for the team give em leeway
[verse 2]
ain’t talking feelings my n+ggas they toat
get hit with that d+ck treat that boy like hoe
swallow these bullets like cum down the throat
don’t want no smoke man these n+ggas gon choke
i ran it up with my n+ggas my bros
ain’t talking blood mob is the code
step on these p+ssy ass n+ggas like road
play he get wet he get wet like a boat
yea yea, smoking on grams of the opp pack
stop that
talking like you bout it you ain’t bout that
it’s going down
we sending shots where yo top at
scared of real steppas
n+ggas run where the cops at
(woah)
n+ggas don’t stick to the code
(no)
we put sticks at yo throat
(yea)
who then real steppas they know
them dumbway n+ggas paint the city red bout the bro’s
[hook]
pull up on a n+gga let it rip like beyblade
n+gga better play with his kids like bébé
when it’s up it’s going down mayday mayday
i don’t what day it is i just know its payday
n+gga smoking good gas had to stop at the speedway
living life fast yea we gon have a speed race
cut off my hoes told em b+tches i need sp+ce
imma go hard for the team give em leeway
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