I got a need for speed (yee)
If you gone leave then leave
I want that Patek Philippe (ice)
Keep me a palm full of trees
I just got back on my feet imma race to the finish
Secured my spot now all I do is listen
Me to you there is a difference
I get that pack and I’m crippin
Bustin my nut and I’m dippin (gone)
I’m sayin “bae I cannot stay”
She saying “Tre I’m not gonna play”
Fly ass lil nigga that you cannot tame
Hit the gas let off my rage
From lane to lane
Only aim for the net I don’t fuck with the bank
I will not rock that suit if it’s not taylor made

I need like 4 bands who the fuck wanna race
When I talk about bank I’m not talkin bout chase
Before I go race I’m switchin them plates
I’m still In first place
Imma race for that pink slip and imma race for ya bae
Thought you got ahead but that NOS in my tank
I treat you like bait
What the model to make
Did a burnout all day my tires didn’t deflate
We gone do a lil circuit call it double eight
If you blow out yo motor I’ll tow it away
Don’t call triple A
Victory loving the taste
Doubling up 2 4 turn into 8
But do not triple up cuzz youn wanna see 12
Seen the competition and the competition stale
Imma win the cash b4 I hit a guard rail
I know imma make it
What’s the duration
I don’t even know but it’s looking real spacious
The coupe is a spaceship
Stars on the ceiling all black like a raider