"HOW FAST" lyrics
Leon Thomas Lyrics
Feel like I just got off the stage at the Grammys
Feel like I just bought a new house for my mama
Feel like I'm racing through the streets in Miami
I'm in a Lamborghini, you in a Honda
How many zeros can a young nigga count up?
How fast? How fast?
How fast can I go till it goes bad?
Oh Lord, I'm a visionary
Oh Lord, I'm a visionary
This shit gettin' kinda scary
So addicted to the top, it's always missionary
I'm up at Tootsie's every night, by now I should be married
Shoes and everything Amiri
I fell in love with her and broke up with her at Booby Trap
My therapist told me my problem is I'm too detached
At least I got her a Uber back
Middle finger to anyone that feel a way
Paparazzi outside the telly, I feel like Ye
My bitch drop-dead gorgeous, drop-dead gorgeous
Every time I step out I hear a mental applause, bitch
Yessir, thank you, thank you
They do what they can do, I does what they can't do
Feel like I just got off the stage at the Grammys
Feel like I just bought a new house for my mama
Feel like I'm racing through the streets in Miami
I'm in a Lamborghini, you in a Honda
How many zeros can a young nigga count up?
How fast? How fast?
How fast can I go till it goes bad?
Feel like I just bought a new house for my mama
Feel like I'm racing through the streets in Miami
I'm in a Lamborghini, you in a Honda
How many zeros can a young nigga count up?
How fast? How fast?
How fast can I go till it goes bad?
Oh Lord, I'm a visionary
Oh Lord, I'm a visionary
This shit gettin' kinda scary
So addicted to the top, it's always missionary
I'm up at Tootsie's every night, by now I should be married
Shoes and everything Amiri
I fell in love with her and broke up with her at Booby Trap
My therapist told me my problem is I'm too detached
At least I got her a Uber back
Middle finger to anyone that feel a way
Paparazzi outside the telly, I feel like Ye
My bitch drop-dead gorgeous, drop-dead gorgeous
Every time I step out I hear a mental applause, bitch
Yessir, thank you, thank you
They do what they can do, I does what they can't do
Feel like I just got off the stage at the Grammys
Feel like I just bought a new house for my mama
Feel like I'm racing through the streets in Miami
I'm in a Lamborghini, you in a Honda
How many zeros can a young nigga count up?
How fast? How fast?
How fast can I go till it goes bad?
Writer(s): Leon G. Thomas Iii, Peter Lee Johnson, Robert Elijah Iii Fairfax, Lazaro Andres Camejo
