Fast car ft. DFL Checo & Don Vic Lyrics

Driving around in a fast car

Pushing the wheel like it's nascar

Stunt in that bitch like a jaguar

I bet that they know we go mad hard

Making it rain ain't no backboard

Hang in the streets what you lack for

Baby you not what I asked for

Cause I'm tryna get to the bag more

Bad bitch back shots

Drum sticks pad locks

Spin through you block make it mad hot

You know that we skipped out on mad drops

Bitches they talk get they ass chopped

I'm chasing dreams to the last stop

Run in the mall let the bag drop

Leaving the mall with the tag popped

Just face it fear not

Raining tear drops

I showed you my pain you can't hear us

The truth is you never won't dare us

We come from the south we so fearless

Got motion in route can't be careless

They dancing tik tok

They pissed off kick rocks

Driving around in a fast car

Pushing the wheel like it's nascar

Stunt in that bitch like a jaguar

I bet that they know we go mad hard

Making it rain ain't no backboard

Hang in the streets what you lack for

Baby you not what I asked for

Cause I'm tryna get to the bag more

Got a hundred on the dash big forty on my waist

What they gonna say know that we come through we gone spray

Got em on my mind every single day I can't wait

Gotta get a bag every single day I gotta win

And they know I throw the ball like Brady when I'm in the game

When I'm in the rain gotta go and cop me a new chain

Just to heal the pain cause they don't feel the same

Fuck em anyway

They said that they'll be here from the start but now they switching lanes

This shit hit different when you get it from the bottom

Pockets getting fatter now we dripping in designer

They didn't fuck with us when we was at the bottom

Now we in the club popping bottles with our songs on

Been in the field we was chilling up at carters

That shit hit different when you realize what it was

And now they see me when I'm speeding in that nascar

I'm riding doly while I get up my thoughts

Driving around in a fast car

Pushing the wheel like it's nascar

Stunt in that bitch like a jaguar

I bet that they know we go mad hard

Making it rain ain't no backboard

Hang in the streets what you lack for

Baby you not what I asked for

Cause I'm tryna get to the bag more