Racin' Lyrics

Uhh, Racin', Racin', Racin', Racin', Racin'

K-A-Z-A-N, I'm from ATL

Some niggas that wanna be rich

Ain't got what it takes to make sure they do it the right way

I can't even feel my face,

Pushing it crazy, leaving my class likes it's Friday

Smash on da gas, no brakes

I'm on the chase, I want it all like a Buffett

Y'all niggas Dont got plates, damn that's crazy

I'm on a race to billie

Uh, She see it all in my face, I'm a real nigga

Others cant fuck wit the paste

They know I been singing since 3,

I been rapping since 5

I been writing since 8,

I want a tropic escape, with a beautiful view

Know I gotta be great

If I want a bag today,

Straight to the cake I gotta race

Racin',

racin', racin', racin'

I do the dash feel amazing

I press the gas I racin'

I hear the luh niggas mumbling grumbling

When I walk past they be hating

And I'm still

Racin' ,

Spin the wheel

Racin'

Damn near lost my mind a benz, pushing 150 again, I'm gone with the wind

She said I was eyeing her friend well dammit, she hot as a pan

I'm high Peter Pan, I know i can fly to Japan, and

Go see my brother jaman we'll kick it again like it was 2010, putting smash bros on again

At like 4 am

I had the flavor way before I tasted

Niggas was hating, way before I made it

I heard them talking bout who the greatest

I did a cough cough, no contagious

But now I get head whenever I wanna

She top it off no decapitation,

See I'm the mans ,

(Flow) Ian talking bout health

But I gotta magazine by my bracelet

You not on my mind, ian stressin

If I curse once a month then you tired of the blessings

You wanna argue won't listen

If I'm in detention I'm tired of the lessons

Fuck all ya love ian dissing if love come up missing You Wylin wit questions like

Why do you keep on bitching?

And what tf I did to you made you wreckless?

Uh, She see it all in my face, I'm a real nigga

Others cant fuck wit the paste (nah)

They know I been singing since 3,

I been rapping since 5

I been writing since 8, (awww)

I want a tropic escape, with a beautiful view

Know I gotta be great (great)

So I want a bag today,

I go Straight to the cake I gotta race

Racin', racin', racin', racin'

I do the dash feel amazing

I press the gas I be racing

I hear the luh niggas mumbling grumbling

When I walk past they be hating

And I'm still

Racin'

Spin the wheel

Racin'

Racin', Racin', Racin',

I was down bad, days after days

Now I want the bag a million ways

Racin',

Racin', Racin', Racin',

I wasn't shore, didn't have a wave

(Flow) race to the bag, cuz I can't be late

Racin',

Racin', Racin', Racin',

Racin', Racin', Racin',

Racin', Uh Uhhh, Racin'

Racin', Uh Uhh, Racin'

Uhh, Uhh, Uhh-Uh

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