Lyrics
(If You Like Driving Cars, That's Enough To Make You A Racer)
(And If You're A Racer, Take A Lil More Pride In The Skills You Hold)
(If Your Not Gunning For Speed What Kinda Racer Are You)
(Initial D)
Niggas Plotting On Who?
I Was In The Backrooms When iHeard The News
Posted Up Ion Wanna Talk No I'm Not In The Mood
She Ain't Down She Lied To Me Now Tell Me The Truth
Hop Inside The Coupe Drifting Like Wataru
Ye I Gotta Run It Up Till I Hit The Tomb
Ye I've Been The Freshest Yo Girl Thinks So Too
Don't Think You Already Won Cuz You Finna Lose
Yeah You Finna...
Lose, Lose, Lose, Lose
Lose, Lose, Lose, Lose
Lose, Lose, Lose, Lose
Lose, Lose, Lose, Lose
(Don't Think You Already Won Cuz You Finna Lose)
Why They Trying Me?
Everywhere That iGo All Of These People Be Eyeing Me
She Checking Me Out Just Like Nike
She Think I'm The One Tryna Slide On Me
She Know That Im Clean Like A White Tee
When I Walk In The Club They Glare At Me
Damn We Finna Rage Start The Party
Yuh Turn It Up
Yuh iCan Feel The Hate Inside You Burning Up
Yuh iCan Tell These Niggas Really Wanna Be Us
Yuh You Not Even My Day 6 Talking Bout A Day 1
Yuh iKnow They Gone Hate Me The Day I'm Up
Yuh Crashing Out The A6 Yeah Just For Fun
Ye iDon't Wanna Politic Give Me More Funds
Ye If You Hating Get Out Here Yeah Hold Your Tongue
Yeah You Finna...
Lose, Lose, Lose, Lose
Lose, Lose, Lose, Lose
Lose, Lose, Lose, Lose
Lose, Lose, Lose, Lose
(Don't Think You Already Won Cuz You Finna Lose)