Need For Speed lyrics

[Intro: Nessazary & Trippie Redd]
Skrtt
Ah, do the dash (Skrrt)
Yeah (Do the dash)
b*tch (New foreign car)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Yeah
New foreign car, and I'm going full speed
New foreign car, b*tch, I feel like Need For Speed
New foreign car, push to start, don't need no key
New foreign broad, put that b*tch on her knees
Skrrt, whippin' that b*tch, hold up
Skrrt, whippin' that b*tch, hold up
Skrrt, whippin' that b*tch, hold up
Skrrt, said I'm whippin' that b*tch

[Verse 1: Bortz Money]
Ayy, I be whippin' that b*tch
Don't matter in the whip or the kitchen and sh*t
Got yo' b*tch over here suckin' on some di*k
And you n*ggas out here mad as sh*t, we don't give a f*ck
You already know, yeah we gettin' bucks
You lil' n*ggas out here got us f*cked up
Yeah, you already know we keep the Glock, keep the mops
You lil' n*ggas out here need to stop it
All that tough sh*t y'all talkin', y'all ain't 'bout that
I already know you just do it for the clout, kid
If you really have some drama, you'd be running to your mama
You the type of n*gga that's scared of llamas
I already you lil' n*ggas out here pus*y
You lil' n*ggas out here will never push me
f*ck around I'll leave your brains gushy
That's just how I be, n*gga, I'm a f*cking G
[Interlude: Trippie Redd]
b*tch, skrrt (Do the dash)
New foreign car

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Yeah
New foreign car, and I'm going full speed
New foreign car, b*tch, I feel like Need For Speed
New foreign car, push to start, don't need no key
New foreign broad, put that b*tch on her knees
Skrrt, whippin' that b*tch, hold up
Skrrt, whippin' that b*tch, hold up
Skrrt, whippin' that b*tch, hold up
Skrrt, said I'm whippin' that b*tch

[Verse 2: Nessazary]
Yeah, I pull with a Glock if you wanna talk
Me & Bortz in the kitchen cookin', yeah we got the pot
n*gga wanna die, so I hit him with my Glock
Runnin' with the bands, yeah, you know I count a lot
Yeah, I been counting for these days
LV duffle filled with about hundred k
n*ggas talking on the internet, okay
I pull up with that Draco, best believe I'm gonna spray
Run him down in the coupe, yeah, you n*ggas really pus*y
Like Bortz said, he gon' leave your brains gushy
Wanna play with gang, yeah, you know that we pull up with them sticks, with the mops
Yeah, you snitchin', call the cops
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Yeah
New foreign car, and I'm going full speed
New foreign car, b*tch, I feel like Need For Speed
New foreign car, push to start, don't need no key
New foreign broad, put that b*tch on her knees
Skrrt, whippin' that b*tch, hold up
Skrrt, whippin' that b*tch, hold up
Skrrt, whippin' that b*tch, hold up
Skrrt, said I'm whippin' that b*tch