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trippie redd - need for speed lyrics

[intro: nessazary & trippie redd]
skrt (skrt)
yuh
b+tch (in a foreign car)

[chorus: trippie redd]
yeah
new foreign car, and i’m going full speed
new foreign car, b+tch i feel like need for speed
new foreign car, push to start, don’t need no key
new foreign broad, put that b+tch on her knees
skrt, whippin’ that b+tch hold up, skrt, whippin’ that b+tch hold up, skrt, whippin’ that b+tch hold up, skrt, said i’m whippin’ that b+tch
[verse 1: bortz money]
ay, i be whippin’ that b+tch
don’t matter in the whip, pour the kitchen and sh+t
got yo’ b+tch over here suckin’ on some d+ck
and yo’ n+ggas out here mad, they ain’t sh+t, we don’t give a f+ck
you already know, yeah we gettin’ bucks
you lil n+ggas out here got us f+cked up
yeah, you already know we keep the glock, keep the mops
you lil n+ggas out here need to stop it
all that tough sh+t they be talkin’, you ain’t ’bout that
i already know you just do it for the clout, kid
if you really have some drama, you’d be running to your mama
you the type of n+gga that’s scared of llammas
i already you lil n+ggas out here p+ssy
you lil n+ggas out here will never push me
f+ck a [?], know your brains gushy
that’s just how i be, n+gga i’m a f+cking g

[chorus: trippie redd]
(skrt)
(in a foreign car)
yeah
new foreign car, and i’m going full speed
new foreign car, b+tch i feel like need for speed
new foreign car, push to start, don’t need no key
new foreign broad, put that b+tch on her knees
skrt, whippin’ that b+tch hold up, skrt, whippin’ that b+tch hold up, skrt, whippin’ that b+tch hold up, skrt, said i’m whippin’ that b+tch
[verse 2: nessazary]
yeah, i pull with a glock if you wanna talk
me & bortz in the kitchen cookin’, yeah we got the pot
n+gga wanna die, so i hit him with my glock
runnin’ with the bands, yeah you know i count a lot
yeah, i been counting for these days
every duffle filled with about a hundred k
n+ggas talking on the internet, okay
i pull up with that draco, best believe i’m gonna spray
run him down in the coupe, you n+ggas really p+ssy
like bortz said, he gon’ leave your brains gushy
wanna play with gang, yeah you know that we pull up with them sticks, with the mops
yeah, you snitchin’, call the cops

- trippie redd lyrics

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