Sprinter
Lyrics
(Woo, Race race yeh)
(Bitch I'm on your case, Race yeah)
I don't smoke hashish (Bitch Bitch) Only smoking good good weed (Weed)
Like please get away from me, Yeah
I'm on your case till you can't breathe
Fucking that bitch from the back she let out a scream
Huh, She call me attractive (Yeh Yeh)
Common sense you don't want no one like me cus I'm mad as shit (Yeah)
My bruda been flipping these packs he be mad quick
Getting taxed too much on some bollocks cus a P45 been on some bad shit
Yeah, If I'm upping this bitch its gon' be a tragedy (Shit)
I just heard that the Queen died but your still my majesty (Yea)
If I tell you the truth then that shit gonna come back to me
Up in the sky and I'm way too high, She loving the way that I'm slapping it (Yeah)
Calling up a lil bad ting she been showing me magic (Magic)
And I'm linking this new bitch, She looking like a catfish (Ew ew)
Then I just told that bitch go home cus this shit so tragic
Puerto Rican girl she on me, She always tanning (No)
Back in the day, I told a bitch I was a sprinter
Cus you know me, I used to love a race
Race (Run run run run) Race, Race
I don't smoke hashish (Bitch Bitch) Only smoking good good weed (Weed)
Like please get away from me, Yeh
I'm on your case till you can't breathe
Fucking that bitch from the back she let out a scream, Huh
Yea yea, She let out a scream
Yea I just wanna fuck baby that ain't what it seems
Yea that ain't what it seems no, That ain't what it seems
We could smoke all the weed ,We can sip on the lean and get fucked (Up)
You know that you want to get fucked
Yea I'm finna go get you a cup, I'm rolling it up we bout to get stuck, Yeah yeah
Now that we stuck (Fuck) I'm up in the space I'm dripping I'm out of my face
I'm sprinting I'm winning the race, Can you keep up with the pace
We running it up so fuck what they say
Yeah, Wait she be wet on me
I wanna fuck oh baby we can let it scream
Yeah, We can let it scream we could roll up with them peso's
Or we can go to yours and blow it up like a volcano, Yea
I don't smoke hashish
Only smoking good good weed
Like please get away from me, Yeh
I'm on your case till you can't breathe
(Woo, Race race yeh)
(Bitch I'm on your case, Race yeah)
I don't smoke hashish (Bitch Bitch) Only smoking good good weed (Weed)
Like please get away from me, Yeah
I'm on your case till you can't breathe
Fucking that bitch from the back she let out a scream
Huh, She call me attractive (Yeh Yeh)
Common sense you don't want no one like me cus I'm mad as shit (Yeah)
My bruda been flipping these packs he be mad quick
Getting taxed too much on some bollocks cus a P45 been on some bad shit
Yeah, If I'm upping this bitch its gon' be a tragedy (Shit)
I just heard that the Queen died but your still my majesty (Yea)
If I tell you the truth then that shit gonna come back to me
Up in the sky and I'm way too high, She loving the way that I'm slapping it (Yeah)
Calling up a lil bad ting she been showing me magic (Magic)
And I'm linking this new bitch, She looking like a catfish (Ew ew)
Then I just told that bitch go home cus this shit so tragic
Puerto Rican girl she on me, She always tanning (No)
Back in the day, I told a bitch I was a sprinter
Cus you know me, I used to love a race
Race (Run run run run) Race, Race
I don't smoke hashish (Bitch Bitch) Only smoking good good weed (Weed)
Like please get away from me, Yeh
I'm on your case till you can't breathe
Fucking that bitch from the back she let out a scream, Huh
Yea yea, She let out a scream
Yea I just wanna fuck baby that ain't what it seems
Yea that ain't what it seems no, That ain't what it seems
We could smoke all the weed ,We can sip on the lean and get fucked (Up)
You know that you want to get fucked
Yea I'm finna go get you a cup, I'm rolling it up we bout to get stuck, Yeah yeah
Now that we stuck (Fuck) I'm up in the space I'm dripping I'm out of my face
I'm sprinting I'm winning the race, Can you keep up with the pace
We running it up so fuck what they say
Yeah, Wait she be wet on me
I wanna fuck oh baby we can let it scream
Yeah, We can let it scream we could roll up with them peso's
Or we can go to yours and blow it up like a volcano, Yea
I don't smoke hashish
Only smoking good good weed
Like please get away from me, Yeh
I'm on your case till you can't breathe
Writer(s): Connor Ward, Samuel Barker
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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