Lumalee - the race! Lyrics

I'm Lil Tay-K, I don't think you want no action
You want action, you get turned into past tense
Your boys deep? Well, let's get to subtractin'
Smith & Wesson made my .9 with some compassion
F*ck a beat, I was tryna beat a case
But I ain't beat that case, bitch I did the race
Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face
Eli blast crackin' 4's like a vase
Pop a brotha then I go out my way
Do the dash then I go out the way
Rob a brotha shoes, rob a brotha lace
We tryna see a hunnid bands in our face
Pimp gon' be eatin' good noodles every day
Bitch, I'm drawin' doodles, Tay-K paint the way
Chopper tear your dudies into fish fillet
I woke up too moody, who gon' die today?
Shoot a f*ckboy in his motherf*ckin' face
We cookin' up, boy, you don't wanna go that way
Gotta go that way, you get robbed for your rackades
Gotta go that way, boy you not gon' be happy
I tote 50s, I'm a shooter like Young Pepe
Bitch try to rob, we make her dance, Michael Jackson
We was plottin', y'all was tryna get the pack in
Get the pack in, you get robbed for a fraction
I'm Lil Tay-K, I don't think you want no action
You want action, you get turned into past tense
Your boys deep? Well, let's get to subtractin'
Smith & Wesson made my .9 with some compassion
F*ck a beat, I was tryna beat a case
But I ain't beat that case, bitch I did the race
Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face
Eli blast crackin' 4's like a vase
Pop a brotha then I go out my way
Do the dash then I go out the way
Rob a brotha shoes, rob a brotha lace
We tryna see a hunnid bands in our face
F*ck a beat, I was tryna beat a case
But I ain't beat that case, bitch I did the race
Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face
Eli blast crackin' 4's like a vase
Pop a brotha then I go out my way
Do the dash then I go out the way
Rob a brotha shoes, rob a brotha lace
We tryna see a hunnid bands in our face