Daytona

(M8I)

(slayr)

Beep, beep

Uh, Hellcat goin' too dumb (go)

Find me wherever I run (yeah, yeah)

slayr, oh yeah, number one (damn right)

slayr, oh yeah, number one (damn right)

They-They can't do what I did (yeah, yeah)

You lame, so you can't get nothin' (get nothin')

House still vacant, tryna get somethin' (damn right)

That's your bae? She tryna get somethin'

Go, huh, Double-R truck

Sittin' outside, new Double-R truck (Schyeah)

With my slime, he gettin' shit done (Let's go)

Don't waste my time, I don't wanna be stuck (beep-beep, yeah)

Boy on the floor, go pick him up (ba-bing)

Whippin' this ho, let's make donuts (yeah, yeah)

Whippin' this ho, no slave owner (yeah, yeah)

Whippin' this ho like Daytona, huh (woo)

Aight (yeah, uh)

Tryna get high, let me re-up (uh-uh)

Catchin' a vibe in Ocho Rios (uh-uh)

Catchin' a vibe in Puerto Rico (uh-uh)

Now I gotta say, "Adios, amigo" (damn, uh)

She gotta stay to the side with her libido (uh-uh)

I just might slide with my violence, twist the needle (uh, slide)

Aim at his flight with no sight, Desert Eagle, huh (woah)

Diamonds on diamonds, Jeff Beezle

All on my own, I can't stop with these people

Movie time, I wanna rob this Regal

Not gon' lie, wastin' my time illegal

Know they be swarmin' us, fly like beetle

Got a brand-new truck, it fry these people

I would never cuff a bop (no way)

Foldin' time on the watch (okay)

Don't wanna talk, can't chop (ooh)

Hold on, cut off the locs, big chop (yeah)

Cut off- cut off the locs, big chop, yeah (yeah)

Beat up the box, need mop (yeah)

Hell yeah, I beat up the box, need mop, boy, yeah (ooh, ooh, ooh)

Stop playin' with my boy, bitch, yeah

Down bad fuckin' up my wrist, uh

Fuckin' up- fuckin' up my wrist, uh

I just got done fuckin' on lil' Stacy

Now I'm fuckin' on Mellissa