SPEED COLA Lyrics

Yeah

So if it's cold, toast it up

Late night sex in the room, posted up

Don't know why I do it, I don't do it for the love

You waiting on a album, well I'm waiting on a buzz

Go on throw it up

I'ma ride for ya (I got time for ya)

Take control, I'll get it right for ya (Like a three-pointer)

Just know I won't drop a dime for ya (Can't say I ain't warn ya)

I ain't ruining my night for ya (Hit me in the morning)

So fuck the consequences, I could be arrested

It don't matter how we do it, I'll be outchea flexin'

Sauce it up we dressin', did it with my best friend

You know I been goin' through it but I'm never stressin'

You say it's sunny, where you at?

We do it any weather, I don't need a forecast

& I got rid of everything in my past, yeah

I keep gettin' better but I still ain't my best

Fuck it, run it back

I keep callin' but I still ain't getting through to you

It's so on & off, I don't know what to do

Should I have cut her off? You sayin' that's what you would do

I'm just another one, I know this isn't new

Makin' sure they know where I'm from & what I've been through

Sometimes I turn my phone off, bitch I ain't ignoring you

I get way too drunk trynna deal with every form of you

So I'ma hit a cig & go to bed & now I'm done with you

I'ma grab the wheel, we both know that I shouldn't

& this shit is getting real, can't believe I thought it wouldn't

Don't you ask me how I feel, we both know how I'm doin'

I'ma pop another seal, cause my bread up at the moment, yeah

So if it's cold, toast it up

Late night sex in the room, posted up

Don't know why I do it, I don't do it for the love

You waiting on a album, well I'm waiting on a buzz

Go on throw it up

I'ma ride for ya (I got time for ya)

Take control, I'll get it right for ya (Like a three-pointer)

Just know I won't drop a dime for ya (Can't say I ain't warn ya)

I ain't ruining my night for ya (Hit me in the morning)

& my struggle is pain

You can't make this shit up, I been goin' off like hand grenades

Yeah, I got a lotta those, most of them don't have a name

Hit em' at the right exact moment & they on the way

Got a couple bottles at the crib that they paid for (Ooh yeah!)

Yeah, I guess I ain't ready for it

Yeah, I spend a lot of nights thinkin' what to say to her (Ooh woah!)

So how bout you address me with another tone

Knew we couldn't get along

It's way more than skin & bone, this a lot to ponder on

I gotchu like my serotonin, waiting on a viral moment

You think I ain't ready for it, I been workin' steady for it, yeah yeah!

Speed Cola speeds up your life!

Hey, so if it's cold, toast it up

In the room, posted up

Ooh, I don't do it for the love

You waiting on an album? Well I'm waiting on it

I'll be waiting on it

I'ma ride for ya (I got time for ya!)

Take control, I'll get it right for ya (Like a three-pointer!)

Just know I won't drop a dime for ya (Can't say I ain't warn ya!)

I ain't ruining my night for ya (Hit me in the morning!)