Текст песни 392 (Speeding) - D.Boy Swagg(ær)

My Head Fucked Up, My Grandma Say I Need Jesus
A Lot Of Niggas Switched Up On Me, I Ain't Even Need 'Em
Them Dogs Ain't Gon' Bite For Ya, 'Cause You Don't Feed 'Em
Catch Me In That 392 & I'm Speeding
My Head Fucked Up, My Grandma Say I Need Jesus
A Lot Of Niggas Switched Up On Me, I Ain't Even Need 'Em
Them Dogs Ain't Gon' Bite For Ya, 'Cause You Don't Feed 'Em
Catch Me In That 392 & I'm Speeding, Ayy

I Like To Winter In Cali, Fall Back In Miami
Spring Back In The City, Who You Know Fucking With Me?
Put Your Career In A Wheelchair Now Ya Slow Rolling
I See Ya On My Timeline, I Just Keep Scrolling
Hoes Hit My Line, I Hit Decline & Act Funny
I Don't Really Conversate If It Ain't Bout No Money
Told My Bitch I'm Flying In, She From The Way But Stay In LA
Bitch You Ain't From The Street, You From The Strip Club Anyway
I'm Flyer Than A Flyer But My Money Like A Book
Nonstop For A Bad Bitch, She Pass Rich
If She Wanna Stay Another Day, It's A Okay
Swagg Got The Girls Going Wild, They Momma Want A Grandchild

Yeah, It's Free Swaggær For The Streets, Ayy, Swaggær!

My Head Fucked Up, My Grandma Say I Need Jesus
A Lot Of Niggas Switched Up On Me, I Ain't Even Need 'Em
Them Dogs Ain't Gon' Bite For Ya, 'Cause You Don't Feed 'Em
Catch Me In That 392 & I'm Speeding
My Head Fucked Up, My Grandma Say I Need Jesus
A Lot Of Niggas Switched Up On Me, I Ain't Even Need 'Em
Them Dogs Ain't Gon' Bite For Ya, 'Cause You Don't Feed 'Em
Catch Me In That 392 & I'm Speeding, Ayy