YBN Nahmir - Fast Car Music (STAIN) Lyrics

I just wanna fuck, I don't love the birds
Ayy, hop up in that coupe, Lamborghini swerve
Smokin' all these blunts, almost hit the curb (curb), ayy
When I hit the gas, I leave these niggas hurt

Go hit a stain or somethin', nigga
You worried 'bout a bitch? Go hit a stain, nigga
Go dig that dead nigga up, pick 'em up
Fuck that nigga and all that and all that
You know me, nigga, I'll fire, nigga
Fly niggas, send that address and all that
Bitch, we comin', takin' everything for the takin', nigga

I'm so fuckin' high, I might touch the moon
If she say she wanna fuck, I'm like, "Okay, do it"
Say she wanna suck a nigga dick, that bitch do what it do
Me and Glitch been shittin' on these niggas since we was in school
I'm back to back in traffic, me and gang slide, breakin' all the rules
My other bitch be fuckin' all on our opps, I think they tryna move
This thot ho was talkin', had my baby, I might just pop her too
I was clutchin' on twos, actin' a fool
You know how I'm rockin', dude
My partner snaked me for them bands
So I keep one up every time I'm steppin' out
Ho, I bet he think I won't rub off the paint
I'ma go take all the bands out the safe
Might just go spend all my money on Ks
I be in Houston with Jay Prince and Drake
I'm smokin' big gas, hella blunts to the face
My eyes super red like a nigga got Mace'd
Then I'm back to the trap with a lil' fo' neck
Tell bro kick her out if the bitch take pics
Slidin' in the Rolls-Royce and it got tints
Wanna be the man? Gotta kill your shit
'Cause I done been shot at by many men
They had hope but he died in a ambulance
They was shook when I hopped out that minivan
Had those boys shittin' all up in they pants

I just wanna fuck, I don't love the birds, ayy
Hop up in that coupe, Lamborghini swerve
Smokin' all these blunts, almost hit the curb, ayy
When I hit the gas, I leave these niggas hurt

Ayy, when I hit the gas, I make your lil' bitch twerk
Yeah, she know how to suck the dick but she get up on my nerves
Ride Forgiatos on Monte Carlos, slide through the city, get murked
They know I keep Glocks though, stash in the Tahoe, with a big crib in the 'burbs
Bang, bang-bang