XTC - Outrun 2 SP Lyrics

I can't go back to that time slat, I was never broke
I ain't gone lie, I can't cap, I know where to go
Damn she blowing like some brass, I had to tag
In my bag, got more racks
Goyard bag, Det Blev Sent
On my duffle bag, I went to Neiman's
Get more racks in LA, drop a bag, pour up quay
What you want, I can't stay, outrun ya, two SP
And I keep that fye on me
Outrun the police, on your block, Kareem
On your block, on your street, sipping pink, no Whitney
This a real block party, I can show you the real me
Every day a new white tee, yeah, bitch, fresh as f*ck
Brand new nine in the city, yeah, bitch, buckshot
Always keep that fye on me, yeah, on God
Always surrounded by snakes, yeah, bitch, Medusa
I can't go back to that time slat, I was never broke
I ain't gone lie, I can't cap, I know where to go
Damn she blowing like some brass, might relapse
F*ck rehab, get more racks