Talladega Night Lyrics

While you caught up in your feelings

I'll be chasing me a bag til' the second Ima' get it

Go get It, Ima' get it, got the rock on my finger, like Spalding I'm spinning

Got points on the board, 11:11 you wishin'

You could be like me

Live like me, everybody wanna know what it's like to be me

But damn, I don't blame em'

Ion' really blame em', cause when you this high, it feel like you levitating

Ain't no southpaw, but I'm coming from the left

Ima' hit em' with the jab, like Kyrie, no Net

I don't do drugs but I'm finna' pop off

While I drive with the top off, with yo' bitch, clothes off

I heard that you heard I'm the best at being raw

So every time you call, gotta' get your friends involved

Yeah I like to fuck, but only on the night shift

Keep the rubber tucked only when she in position

I heard she got a mans, well too bad, Ion' give a shit

I'm here like it's recess, the way that she play with my kids

Ain't no Drake shit but I started from the bottom

Had to pull up on the scene, like Jack, "what's poppin?"

Ain't no soccer team, but your boy stay kicking

Hit em' like I'm Messi, I don't got a pivot

Nike on me

The way she get to checking

Got the windows getting foggy in my car, nice setting

Talladega night, on sight, if you ain't in first, then you in last place, place

Grand Theft Auto, alright, cheat codes gone, to win this race, race

Back in High-School I ain't ever hit a peak

But now I got your hoe right up on her knees

Fine by me cause I done glowed up

I done moved away from the streets you're from

Talladega night, on sight, if you ain't in first, then you in last place, place

Grand Theft Auto, alright, cheat codes gone, to win this race, race

Back in High-School I ain't ever hit a peak

But now I got your hoe right up on her knees

Fine by me cause I done glowed up

I done moved away from the streets you're from

Wait, hold up, give me a second

That bitch yours? Nah, nah she isn't

Put it in her mouth, big Ave popsicle

Now she wanna fuck, and ride me like a bicycle

Temperature decrease, like I got me me a cold, never mind

I take it back, my neck up on froze

Hoes wanna text, wanna get to the blowing

Sent an "lol" with the laughing emoji

Catch me a body, like Bam, I'm jammin'

Go with the flow type of guy, no plannin'

Sluts in the backseat, really get to crammin'

That's watcha' call life, I don't needa' explain it

I'm high on life

I don't wanna come down, motherfuckers like you still tryna' figure out

"How the fuck do I get on his level?"

Here's a secret, be the dawg, be the motherfuckin' rebel

Talladega night, on sight, if you ain't in first, then you in last place, place

Grand Theft Auto, alright, cheat codes gone, to win this race, race

Back in High-School I ain't ever hit a peak

But now I got your hoe right up on her knees

Fine by me cause I done glowed up

I done moved away from the streets you're from

Talladega night, on sight, if you ain't in first, then you in last place, place

Grand Theft Auto, alright, cheat codes gone, to win this race, race

Back in High-School I ain't ever hit a peak

But now I got your hoe right up on her knees

Fine by me cause I done glowed up

I done moved away from the streets you're from