SpeedRacing!

Do the dash up in the coupe, you know it's B-Ray Do the dash up in the coupe, you know it's B-Ray

Do the dash up in the coupe, you know it's B-Ray Never think about givin' up, cause this shit what you make it

Breakfast hits, I'm throwin' up, girl, I ain't gotta fake it out

I talked to my momma, said she know I'm goin' far Eat this on the game, you gon' regret it by tomorrow

You ain't tryna spend all night in the door, up in the coupe You sellin' jeans on the block, you goin' up, you had it hard

Girl, shut that ass up, I'ma do it for you, boy Don't wanna kill the bad nigga, you ain't got a choice

This a nigga mad, we gon' do it, make it noise But you just wanna roll with a nigga like I'm Royce

I got the glory by my side, this shit'll take a nigga's voice Proceeds, you're dyin' to ride, I told her, man, of course

For the God, I'm thinkin' humble side, I might do even more Soon as I walk through the V's and the door

And when you get in that bag, give up all these bitches more Do the dash up in the coupe, you know it's speed race