paroles de chanson Midnight Club - H.3.A.L

I be driving like I'm crazy
I think I'm speed racer
I be driving like I'm crazy
I think I'm speed racer
I be driving like I'm crazy
I think I'm speed racer
I be driving like I'm crazy
I be driving like I'm crazy
Think I'm speed racer
I be driving like I'm crazy
I think I'm speed racer
I be driving like I'm crazy
I think I'm speed racer
full speed ahead bitch you can't save me
I be-
Uh
Fuck nigga wear a garment uh
Buss in niggas houses it ain't even theirs they got apartments uh
Hell hiring niggas I call the department
We in the back of bitch and she arching
This the departure of a nigga who started
Gotta clean the car
I was driving with farmers
They dirtied up my shit
My bad bitch yeah she fuck like Mrs. Smith
She tried to sit in with her ego but it didn't fit
Ice on my heart and neck and on my wrist
Yeah
Her head down if we crash 'ima be pissed

Take ya batteries out fuck a switch
Too many perkys in the trunk it make car twitch
Yeah
I put the twin in the back
She couldn't tell which is which
We getting drunk on the live
We wifi lit
We crash the car
Nigga didn't care who we hit
The American dream
We trynna scheme
Fast 9 jumping outta planes and shit
Aye Aye Aye
I be driving like I'm crazy
I think I'm speed racer
I be driving like I'm crazy
I think I'm speed racer
I be driving like I'm crazy
Do dash too fast, I think I'm speed racer
I be driving like I'm crazy
I think I'm speed racer
I be driving like I'm crazy
I think I'm speed racer
I be driving like I'm crazy
I think I'm speed racer
I do dash too fast, I think I'm speed racer
I be driving like I'm crazy
I think I'm speed racer
I be driving like I'm crazy
I think I'm speed racer
I be driving like I'm crazy
I think I'm speed racer
Full speed ahead
Bitch you can't save me
Uh
I be driving
I need a crib in the hills with a lake
I took the percs oh yeah I took 'em to the face
Oh yeah we mobbing
Yeah we run up in yo' place
Place!
She gave no face
I took her on a dinner date
I told her eat it up, and clean yo' plate
I got some Vlone friends as of late
I'm smoking pack to the east to the west of states
I'm moving slime I'm moving like a snake
Uh
Yeah, Yeah Yeah
Hit me up slat what's the move today
I can't tell she fine, but that's okay
Shoot the pasta out his head Issa dinner date
Need the janitor there's dirty money in the way
She gave me face, I gave her a new way
That pussy pretty
That pussy pretty with a new waist
And some a new cake