Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Speed, artist - Curren$y. Album song Canal Street Confidential, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.12.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Speed |
Speed boats float from the coast |
Binoculars watch the bales float up the shore |
Tryna find ways to tax this dope |
Slanging bars like soap |
Bitches high off of these lines like coke |
Listening with they eyes closed, with no clothes |
She want fuck because of my flow |
It’s like I got X pills inside my quotes |
Smoke, keep me on a high note |
Oldies playing in my Chevrolet |
Game make them ladies want stay |
Plot all night, bust moves all day |
It’s just the jet way |
No time to sleep cause that won’t get me paid |
Don’t make sense if it don’t make dollars |
Excuses won’t start my Impala |
If it ain’t about my paper then «I'll holla» |
Came through, killed niggas |
Satellite coupe with the new stickers |
Never running with no new niggas |
Just my OG’s and some cool bitches |
Bad ones, I know what to do with them |
I don’t buy them no bags, I just get them high |
All she really wanted to do was ride |
I’m a let her, won’t sweat her, no pressure |
Let her decide, she smart |
She gon definitely choose what’s better |
Autumn weather, in a vintage ice berg sweater |
Fly beyond measure |
That’s your girl you better check her |
Cherry beamer, drop Saab |
Sipping pass Ace Boogie |
He mad at his bullshit job |
Mentality I had as a younger |
Grinding hard to provide a yard for my big dogs |
Rest in peace to The Jacka, may you mob |
No love in the streets my nigga |
They don’t give a fuck about you or me my nigga |
Just an era where a nigga is killing these niggas |
And these bitches just mirroring the television |
Fake hair, fake ass looking for a real one |
Just tryna fuck a nigga with a million |
And do anything to get one |