Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Speed It Up, artist - NLE Choppa. Date of issue: 16.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Speed It Up |
| Ballin' every day, they like, «Choppa you a draft pick», yeah, yeah |
| Switchin' lanes we gon' tear it up, you better get your hustle up |
| The Hellcat is getting up |
| Fishtailing, kickin' dust |
| Push it to a limit, we ain’t stoppin' 'til it’s finished |
| Since that boy say it’s beepin', we gon' paint the whole city |
| I tell 'em speed it up, we never calm down |
| Got some Rastafarian steppers we love to gun down |
| Bitch we gon' push the key to ignition, drive it 'til it gas out |
| Bullets stop a nigga on the dime, leave his back out, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| We from the dirt but I’m ridin' for my mud brother (My mud brother, yeah) |
| I’m in a sports car, but it got some big muscle |
| I caught him at the red light now a boy in trouble |
| A hundred racks in the choppa and my Nike duffle |
| Yeah, we shift the gears and burn the rubber with my brother |
| Different mother, but we got the same struggle |
| Go against me, I’m a |
| Lay your hands on who, my crew? |
| A nigga better not even touch 'em |
| This choppa aim at you, I shoot, they callin' me the melon buster |
| I tell 'em speed it up, we never calm down |
| Got some Rastafarian steppers we love to gun down |
| Bitch we gon' push the key to ignition, drive it 'til it gas out |
| Bullets stop a nigga on the dime, leave his back out, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Ayy, ayy |
| We spin the Benz, we spin again, we do it real quick (Real quick) |
| Fuck it up and do the dash with a bad chick (Brrt, brrt) |
| I’m presidential with the glizzy and the Caddy (On God) |
| Ballin' every day, they like, «Choppa you a draft pick», yeah, yeah |
| How fast can you get it to a hundred or better? |
| (Yeah) |
| Apply the pressure, you know that Rico ain’t never gon' let up |
| Got me some cheddar, I’m on a whole 'nother level |
| I’m stompin' all on the pedal |
| We ain’t ask permission, don’t give a fuck if you let us (Don't give a fuck) |
| She said that she never been in a spaceship (Woah) |
| Takeoff in the Hellcat like a |
| Yeah, yeah, we gon' speed it up, we gon' turn it up |
| Middle fingers in the air 'cause we don’t give a fuck |
| Grew up, I ain’t have shit, show me where the cash is |
| If you see me out, then you know that’s where the bag is |
| Had to make it out, I’m just roaring like a dragon |
| Everything on me designer, I love high fashion |
| Yeah, I’m in the hills counting pink blue bills (Let's go) |
| I’m signing deals and I’m hanging out meals |
| This bitches wanna be me so I’m handing out mirrors |
| Car to fast, only see you in my |
| I tell 'em speed it up, we never calm down |
| Got some Rastafarian steppers we love to gun down |
| Bitch we gon' push the key to ignition, drive it 'til it gas out |
| Bullets stop a nigga on the dime, leave his back out, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Ayy, ayy |
| We spin the Benz, we spin again, we do it real quick (Real quick) |
| I fuck it up and do the dash with a bad chick (Brrt, brrt) |
| I’m presidential with the glizzy and the Caddy (On God) |
| Ballin' every day, they like, «Choppa you a draft pick», yeah, yeah |
| Go Grizz |