"SPEED LIMIT" lyrics
Marc Madness, let's go crazy
Bitch, I drive fast, I don't care about the speed limit
12 pulled the Trackhawk over, think it's weed in it
My son can't get none of this pop 'cause it's lean in it
I told him, "If you play, then you lay", I guess he ain't listen (I guess he ain't listen)
I just touched some oranges off my Apple
I don't wanna dap you, you reach, we gon' fap you (Bah)
Put a switch on the Glock, now that bitch shootin' rapid
I got all these carats on my body like a rabbit (Ice, ice, ice)
I gotta put her out after I nut, it's a habit
I'll put some cheese on your ass like a sandwich
Turn to Ludacris, I just started throwin' 'bows out (Come get 'em)
Pull up with two long sleeves, niggas think it's cold out (Yeah)
I'll show up to a nigga kickback with the load out (Blrrt)
Mention my name, then you bringin' all the hoes out (Mwah)
Rose gold everything, I should bring the Rose out
(I should bring the Rose out on these ho-ass niggas)
Six cellphones, if it ain't money, I ain't pickin' up
Don't tell me shit 'bout my ex, I don't give a fuck
You put all your trust in that bitch and she stood you up (Ha-hah)
I'm a big dog, you a lil' pup (You a lil' pup)
You call that bitch bae, that's my lil' slut
She be lookin' like a whole meal, I wanna eat her up (I wanna eat her up)
You could bring a brick back to life if you heat it up (On God)
This a turnaround if you meet me there
Five-percent tint, they can't see in here (They can't see in here)
Ridin' with your bitch, she ain't supposed to be in here (Damn)
This dog I got bite back, you should be aware (Rrr)
All my hoes come in twos, I'ma need a pair
These ain't no Girbaud jeans, bitch, these Amiris (These Amiris)
Lightskin bitch thick as shit like tahiri
She gon' ride the dick like she ridin' on a ten-speed (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
She gon' call to text on my phones when she miss me
Christian Loubs on a nigga feet like I'm with the Bloods
All Nipsey blues in my pocket, rest in peace to Cuz
I could've been a doctor, but instead, I wanted to be a plug
You could've been rich, but instead, you wanna be a thug
She ran up on me cryin', said she need a hug
Gave my bitch ten racks, gave up on my thug
If I had one wish, I wish I could be a drug
Don't trip at my show, you gon' die right there in the club
Bitch, I drive fast, I don't care about the speed limit
12 pulled the Trackhawk over, think it's weed in it
My son can't get none of this pop 'cause it's lean in it
I told him, "If you play, then you lay", I guess he ain't listen (I guess he ain't listen)
I just touched some oranges off my Apple
I don't wanna dap you, you reach, we gon' fap you (Bah)
Put a switch on the Glock, now that bitch shootin' rapid
I got all these carats on my body like a rabbit (Ice, ice, ice)
Marc Madness, let's go crazy
Bitch, I drive fast, I don't care about the speed limit
12 pulled the Trackhawk over, think it's weed in it
My son can't get none of this pop 'cause it's lean in it
I told him, "If you play, then you lay", I guess he ain't listen (I guess he ain't listen)
I just touched some oranges off my Apple
I don't wanna dap you, you reach, we gon' fap you (Bah)
Put a switch on the Glock, now that bitch shootin' rapid
I got all these carats on my body like a rabbit (Ice, ice, ice)
I gotta put her out after I nut, it's a habit
I'll put some cheese on your ass like a sandwich
Turn to Ludacris, I just started throwin' 'bows out (Come get 'em)
Pull up with two long sleeves, niggas think it's cold out (Yeah)
I'll show up to a nigga kickback with the load out (Blrrt)
Mention my name, then you bringin' all the hoes out (Mwah)
Rose gold everything, I should bring the Rose out
(I should bring the Rose out on these ho-ass niggas)
Six cellphones, if it ain't money, I ain't pickin' up
Don't tell me shit 'bout my ex, I don't give a fuck
You put all your trust in that bitch and she stood you up (Ha-hah)
I'm a big dog, you a lil' pup (You a lil' pup)
You call that bitch bae, that's my lil' slut
She be lookin' like a whole meal, I wanna eat her up (I wanna eat her up)
You could bring a brick back to life if you heat it up (On God)
This a turnaround if you meet me there
Five-percent tint, they can't see in here (They can't see in here)
Ridin' with your bitch, she ain't supposed to be in here (Damn)
This dog I got bite back, you should be aware (Rrr)
All my hoes come in twos, I'ma need a pair
These ain't no Girbaud jeans, bitch, these Amiris (These Amiris)
Lightskin bitch thick as shit like tahiri
She gon' ride the dick like she ridin' on a ten-speed (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
She gon' call to text on my phones when she miss me
Christian Loubs on a nigga feet like I'm with the Bloods
All Nipsey blues in my pocket, rest in peace to Cuz
I could've been a doctor, but instead, I wanted to be a plug
You could've been rich, but instead, you wanna be a thug
She ran up on me cryin', said she need a hug
Gave my bitch ten racks, gave up on my thug
If I had one wish, I wish I could be a drug
Don't trip at my show, you gon' die right there in the club
Bitch, I drive fast, I don't care about the speed limit
12 pulled the Trackhawk over, think it's weed in it
My son can't get none of this pop 'cause it's lean in it
I told him, "If you play, then you lay", I guess he ain't listen (I guess he ain't listen)
I just touched some oranges off my Apple
I don't wanna dap you, you reach, we gon' fap you (Bah)
Put a switch on the Glock, now that bitch shootin' rapid
I got all these carats on my body like a rabbit (Ice, ice, ice)
Marc Madness, let's go crazy
