Faster

I come from the trenches, yeah, bitch, I came from pain

As a kid, I learned to maintain

I'm pro pain, bitch, I'm pro money

I'm pro get off yo ass, ha-ha-ha

Yeah, this car I'm in move fast, but this life shit, it move faster

Yeah, my bitch tryna get in my phone, but she never getting the password

Yeah, if this bitch keep on trippin' I'm ghostin' this bitch, Casper

I don't ask her what she want, a damn purse

Granny said she don't like my music, hate when I damn curse

Sorry, granny, that's just how I talk, ya

Won't catch me at a bar, bitch, meet me at the bank, ya

And this not a regular car, and I don't want a regular bitch, ya, ya

Put a button on a Glock, this not a regular stick, ya, ya

Ya, ya

I'm getting money now, what about you baby, ya, ya

I'm five'3, but look how I grew baby, ya, ya

Mix the pink with the blue, ya

Maison Margiela my shoe, ya

So fresh like morning dew, ya

You bad, but I don't wanna do ya

And I can't trust these niggas, they be faking, boys a poser

And That's a fact

I went through another pack, never sober

Excuse the odor

I quit pills, I'm still a smoker

Feel like Drake, how I control her

Hop in a whip, smash the gas and fuck up the motor

Yeah, this car I'm in move fast, but this life shit, it move faster

Yeah, my bitch tryna get in my phone, but she never getting the password