Better Float 2 lyrics

[Chorus: Highway]
Uh, hop in that b*tch you better float
You better hold all of them bands in your lap, you better tote
And for all these n*ggas hate, let'em know
Count up every face, hit the sto' and let it blow
I grind too hard for these Prada shoes to touch the flo'
So I'ma hop up in that Mazi and do the roller coaster
I been running after my dreams they been gettin' closer
I'm on some sh*t you'll never see, cause I can't never post it
And I'm already on some new sh*t, that old sh*t all over
Count Fast is not a team, this sh*t is a motive
I stand and livе on everything if you n*ggas ain't notice

[Verse 1: Highway]
I swеar I ain't tripping on n*ggas they watching me do it
I'm living this life, you mad that you can't get into it
I'm spending this money, on sh*t that I know that I need
They like how did you show up to my own event and you looking flyer than me
My ears do the talking for me
My earring way more than a G
Cause I rather listen than speak
And she rather spit on the D
And you rather sit around talk about me
2000 N-I-N-E
How we grew up now you envying me
Just wait till you see what I do at the dentist my n*gga with my lil teeth
VVS for the rest of my life
That ain't perm you ain't doing it right
I told bae I see you in the light
For the things that you do in my life
Don't you change, keep doing it right
I be wrong when it's you in the right
Is this love? am I doing it right?
[Chorus: Highway]
Uh, hop in that b*tch you better float
You better hold all of them bands in your lap, you better tote
And for all these n*ggas hate, let'em know
Count up every face, hit the sto' and let it blow
I grind too hard for these Prada shoes to touch the flo'
So I'ma hop up in that Mazi and do the roller coaster
I been running after my dreams they been gettin' closer
I'm on some sh*t you'll never see, cause I can't never post it
And I'm already on some new sh*t, that old sh*t all over
Count Fast is not a team, this sh*t is a motive
I stand and live on everything if you n*ggas ain't notice

[Verse 2: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, told my bro he better float
Foe'nem crash, take his soul
Extended mag, f*ck a scope (Bah)
I got swag, VETEMENTS clothes
Flannel plaid, denim coat
b*tch, I'm it and you will float (Yeah)
Chrome Heart, I ain't going broke
Bigger the pus*y, the harder they fall
I'm stacking the money a hundred feet tall
High off a Perc' as I walk through the mall
I might crash the 'Rari, I'm dozing off
I'm off the Xans, no chance in hitting you, I can't make no calls
Run to the money, I'm thumbing, I'm running, lil' b*tch, like Sonic the Hedgehog
No, it's no telling, but you got your life on the line so you making fed calls
They want us to mourn a n*gga like he mama son, he more like a dead dog
n*ggas be riding on di*k, put him in a pond, he more like a dead frog
n*ggas be already dead and act surprised when the dead call
[Chorus: Highway]
Uh, hop in that b*tch you better float
You better hold all of them bands in your lap, you better tote
And for all these n*ggas hate, let'em know
Count up every face, hit the sto' and let it blow
I grind too hard for these Prada shoes to touch the flo'
So I'ma hop up in that Mazi and do the roller coaster
I been running after my dreams they been gettin' closer
I'm on some sh*t you'll never see, cause I can't never post it
And I'm already on some new sh*t, that old sh*t all over
Count Fast is not a team, this sh*t is a motive
I stand and live on everything if you n*ggas ain't notice

[Outro: Highway]
It's a real island
It's a location
It is a vibe
It is a feeling
It's what we doing
It's how we living
We gon' keep going
This sh*t a mission
It's just a lifestyle
It's just a mental state
We wrap the money, save for later like a dinner plate
We smoke the best gas
First place, not last
We are the way of life now
We are screaming Count Fast