trippin race

People tell me: Race, your voice is insane and on top of that, I make beats that hit like a train

This guy's out here comparing himself to tate. Forget the console, I'm chillin' with Stars, (uh, uh, mh, mh)

Yeah, I'm kickin' back in bed with a chick, looks like Maxwell's sis

But honestly, I don't care for women like that, mh, mh ah my bad, didn't mean it that way

Can you forgive me, my Sweet

She screams: "I'm Feli," uh, uh, mh, mh, ah, but when she flashes that thing, you already know

The second line, it's over, stay calm, uh, uh, mh, mh

Yeah, when she says she wants to marry me and in three days, wants my house and my porsche keys

But I'm too smart for that, I'd dip before it's too late, sing "Runaway" like Snoop Dogg, just to save my fate

She wanted platinum cards, all the bling, fast cars but I'm not about that, I'm chasing bigger stars