Talladega Night

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Lil $ave

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While you caught up in your feelings
I'll be chasing me a bag til' the second Ima' get it
Go get It, Ima' get it, got the rock on my finger, like Spalding I'm spinning
Got points on the board, 11:11 you wishin'
You could be like me
Live like me, everybody wanna know what it's like to be me
But damn, I don't blame em'
Ion' really blame em', cause when you this high, it feel like you levitating
Ain't no southpaw, but I'm coming from the left
Ima' hit em' with the jab, like Kyrie, no Net
I don't do drugs but I'm finna' pop off
While I drive with the top off, with yo' bitch, clothes off
I heard that you heard I'm the best at being raw
So every time you call, gotta' get your friends involved
Yeah I like to f*ck, but only on the night shift
Keep the rubber tucked only when she in position
I heard she got a mans, well too bad, Ion' give a shit
I'm here like it's recess, the way that she play with my kids
Ain't no Drake shit but I started from the bottom
Had to pull up on the scene, like Jack, "what's poppin?"
Ain't no soccer team, but your boy stay kicking
Hit em' like I'm Messi, I don't got a pivot
Nike on me
The way she get to checking
Got the windows getting foggy in my car, nice setting
Talladega night, on sight, if you ain't in first, then you in last place, place
Grand Theft Auto, alright, cheat codes gone, to win this race, race
Back in High-School I ain't ever hit a peak
But now I got your hoe right up on her knees
Fine by me cause I done glowed up
I done moved away from the streets you're from
Talladega night, on sight, if you ain't in first, then you in last place, place
Grand Theft Auto, alright, cheat codes gone, to win this race, race
Back in High-School I ain't ever hit a peak
But now I got your hoe right up on her knees
Fine by me cause I done glowed up
I done moved away from the streets you're from
Wait, hold up, give me a second
That bitch yours? Nah, nah she isn't
Put it in her mouth, big Ave popsicle
Now she wanna f*ck, and ride me like a bicycle
Temperature decrease, like I got me me a cold, never mind
I take it back, my neck up on froze
Hoes wanna text, wanna get to the blowing
Sent an "lol" with the laughing emoji
Catch me a body, like Bam, I'm jammin'
Go with the flow type of guy, no plannin'
Sluts in the backseat, really get to crammin'
That's watcha' call life, I don't needa' explain it
I'm high on life
I don't wanna come down, motherfuckers like you still tryna' figure out
"How the f*ck do I get on his level?"
Here's a secret, be the dawg, be the motherfuckin' rebel
Talladega night, on sight, if you ain't in first, then you in last place, place
Grand Theft Auto, alright, cheat codes gone, to win this race, race
Back in High-School I ain't ever hit a peak
But now I got your hoe right up on her knees
Fine by me cause I done glowed up
I done moved away from the streets you're from
Talladega night, on sight, if you ain't in first, then you in last place, place
Grand Theft Auto, alright, cheat codes gone, to win this race, race
Back in High-School I ain't ever hit a peak
But now I got your hoe right up on her knees
Fine by me cause I done glowed up
I done moved away from the streets you're from

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