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Speed Racer Video (MV)




Performed By: Gang Rockers
Length: 2:50
Written by: D'Angelo Thompson




Gang Rockers - Speed Racer Lyrics
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You know what I'm on they told me Young DLO keep going
Pack of that pressure in my lungs I'm putting on
I just slid out in a coupe got some drip on you couldn't afford
Stay in your lane I'm on the road to the riches
These bitches ain't go where I'm going yeah
Speed racer speed racer let's get it let's get it
I got it young n***a I'm gone
Burn up the highway I max out the speed
Push button start it don't come with no keys
We living lavish n****s be hating and wishing they had it
Hop in the booth and I get to spazzing
Ima Cedonia lil baby I'm dragging hit it one time
I cut her off it's so tragic yeah yeah yeah
Spending a bag back to back like a free throw
She throw it back she a freak hoe
I do this shit for my people I'm on a new level
We is not equal hit from the back while she screaming Young DLO
Running this shit but I ain't reach my peak tho
Get to the green I ain't talking bout Cee-Lo
Bank account endless it's too many zeros yeah yeah
You know what I'm on they told me Young DLO keep going
Pack of that pressure in my lungs I'm putting on
I just slid out in a coupe got some drip on you couldn't afford
Stay in your lane I'm on the road to the riches
These bitches ain't go where I'm going yeah
Speed racer speed racer let's get it let's get it
I got it young n***a I'm gone
Look at the stars in the Wraith smoking gelato got me out of space
Free lil Tay-K he doing the race pockets too fat keep on getting this cake
I'm going up just like I'm Giannis bitch I'm bout my bucks
Medical Activis double my cup shit got me lazy
Driving slow motion I'm going Miss Daisy
How many times ima say I'm the goat
Your bm right with me she driving the boat
She super wet man I'm leaving her soaked
Think it's Miami the heat that I tote
Diamonds too chilly Moncler on my coat
They really thought that this shit was a joke
Now we counting milli's young n***a stay woke yeah
You know what I'm on they told me Young DLO keep going
Pack of that pressure in my lungs I'm putting on
I just slid out in a coupe got some drip on you couldn't afford
Stay in your lane I'm on the road to the riches
These bitches ain't go where I'm going yeah
Speed racer speed racer let's get it let's get it
I got it young n***a I'm gone (We gone)
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You know what I'm on they told me Young DLO keep going
Pack of that pressure in my lungs I'm putting on
I just slid out in a coupe got some drip on you couldn't afford
Stay in your lane I'm on the road to the riches
These bitches ain't go where I'm going yeah
Speed racer speed racer let's get it let's get it
I got it young n***a I'm gone
Burn up the highway I max out the speed
Push button start it don't come with no keys
We living lavish n****s be hating and wishing they had it
Hop in the booth and I get to spazzing
Ima Cedonia lil baby I'm dragging hit it one time
I cut her off it's so tragic yeah yeah yeah
Spending a bag back to back like a free throw
She throw it back she a freak hoe
I do this shit for my people I'm on a new level
We is not equal hit from the back while she screaming Young DLO
Running this shit but I ain't reach my peak tho
Get to the green I ain't talking bout Cee-Lo
Bank account endless it's too many zeros yeah yeah
You know what I'm on they told me Young DLO keep going
Pack of that pressure in my lungs I'm putting on
I just slid out in a coupe got some drip on you couldn't afford
Stay in your lane I'm on the road to the riches
These bitches ain't go where I'm going yeah
Speed racer speed racer let's get it let's get it
I got it young n***a I'm gone
Look at the stars in the Wraith smoking gelato got me out of space
Free lil Tay-K he doing the race pockets too fat keep on getting this cake
I'm going up just like I'm Giannis bitch I'm bout my bucks
Medical Activis double my cup shit got me lazy
Driving slow motion I'm going Miss Daisy
How many times ima say I'm the goat
Your bm right with me she driving the boat
She super wet man I'm leaving her soaked
Think it's Miami the heat that I tote
Diamonds too chilly Moncler on my coat
They really thought that this shit was a joke
Now we counting milli's young n***a stay woke yeah
You know what I'm on they told me Young DLO keep going
Pack of that pressure in my lungs I'm putting on
I just slid out in a coupe got some drip on you couldn't afford
Stay in your lane I'm on the road to the riches
These bitches ain't go where I'm going yeah
Speed racer speed racer let's get it let's get it
I got it young n***a I'm gone (We gone)
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Writer: D'Angelo Thompson
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