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max speed - wuntayk timmy lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
rest when i’m rich
wuntayk timmy!
i deserve a grammy, a oscar, and a emmy

[hook]
mob on the backstreet
jobs on my track sheet
max speed, tryna catch a wave ‘fore they catch me
broads in the back seat
laws on the back of me
nah, i ain’t finna slip at all going max speed
gone i’m at max speed
nah i ain’t tripping, gotta fall ‘fore they catch me
all for the cash, gotta fall for them to catch me, wuntayk

[verse 1]
i hit the scene, black jeans and an all*black shirt
listen one wrong move n*gga all y’all murked
baby mama tripping i sold all my percs
f*ck the pain that i’m feeling i done saw a lot worse
got it out the mud i did all my dirt
tryna get us out the dirt, tryna get up in a vert
at the top with no top, got no ceilings when i skrrt
got no feelings but i’m hurt, time to hit ‘em where it hurt
let my n*gga say the word, send ‘em where it’s hot
they gon’ see me in a coffin ‘fore they see me on the cot
yeah, knew i was gon’ cop it when i seen it on the lot
middle finger to a cop, n*gga no this sh*t don’t stop
n*gga
[hook]
mob on the backstreet
jobs on my track sheet
max speed, tryna catch a wave ‘fore they catch me
broads in the back seat
laws on the back of me
nah, i ain’t finna slip at all going max speed
gone i’m at max speed
nah i ain’t tripping, gotta fall ‘fore they catch me
all for the cash, gotta fall for them to catch me, perfect!

[verse 2]
i might change up on these n*ggas and go back to fresh
they can’t blame me if i change up, they did that for less
never kick you when you’re down, i want you at your best
so holla at me when your sound on the matching net
she just wanna lean, let her hide my necklace
this that on some mini*mills, i feel anorexic
right and the left wrist, workin’ ambidextrous
my b*tch bought a waist trainer and her mini vest with
an automatic weapon in case i manifest it
no i’m mannie fresh then
beat it up, blessed it
i ain’t never stressed it, no
good p*ssy a blessing
but good head is a sk!ll
it’s time i dead it for real
i ain’t playing with n*gga
so don’t be the one next i’ma k!ll
i’m praying for n*gga
never eat what i bless in my meal
that’s word to my granny
it’s why i’ma take a car to family
i ain’t slowing up, gotta fall for n*ggas to catch me
[hook]
mob on the backstreet
jobs on my track sheet
max speed, tryna catch a wave ‘fore they catch me
broads in the back seat
laws on the back of me
nah, i ain’t finna slip at all going max speed
gone i’m at max speed
nah i ain’t tripping, gotta fall ‘fore they catch me
all for the cash, gotta fall for them to catch me

[outro]
wuntayk, rest when i’m rich
f*ck the rest when i’m rich

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