The Race (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro]
Taylor gang sh*t
4800 sh*t
I be back on that sh*t

Smokin that dope
Money
Let's get it

[Verse 1]
My b*tch thick she got cake everyday
Ain't 'bout money stay the f*ck up out my way
You be trolling stay the f*ck off my page
Bread winner n*gga free Cam Vigates

f*ck the feds they was trying to tap my phone
Popped a xanny now she can't make it home
I'm a player hit up lay-ups like Jerome
Two or three joints now I'm in my zone

f*ck the cops load bricks b*tch I'm gone
Macaulay Culkin home invasion home alone
Big dog sh*t I put the whip on chrome
You be tweakin' b*tch you made as f*ck she chose

She too sloppy n*gga come and get yo hoe
No olympics they just runnin up with that pole
Taylor gang sh*t you know just how I go
(brr brr brr brr) What you need n*gga hello (hello)