Less Speed lyrics

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A Boogie wit da Hoodie


[Chorus]
Point me to the racks, please (Racks, please)
Before I make this f*ckin' mac squeeze (Mac squeeze)
Don't make these f*ckin' racks sneeze (Racks sneeze)
You little n*ggas is some pet-peeves (Pet-peeves)
Up in traffic, where you catch me (Catch me)
So much ice, I could jet ski (Jet ski)
This b*tch wish she never met me (Met me)
I told her more brakes, less speed (Less speed)

[Verse 1]
You know I got the hammer, even in my pajamas
He is not a member, we don't want him around us
Smokin' on this dope pack, how much you get a pound for?
I can get you real dope, stop lookin' 'cause you found him
Accelerate then hit the gas, we don't f*ck witchu', we sped pass
We rolled pass then doubled back
Let down the window then upped the Mac
Like FAH-FAH-FAH, tell 'em that
Folded up put it back in duffel bag
Gotta blick on me, I'm bussin' that
Swear it ain't sh*t here, tough as that
If you was 'bout it n*gga, you would buss back
These hoes n*gga, I ain't trustin' that
These b*tches n*gga, I ain't lovin' that
I'ma hit once and I'm puntin' that
Man, f*ck you n*ggas, I ain't stuntin' that
Put em' in a cycle like a laundromat
I'm high as hell of this onion pack
And I'm ridin' round in this Iron Man
[Chorus]
Point me to the racks, please (Racks, please)
Before I make this f*ckin' mac squeeze (Mac squeeze)
Don't make these f*ckin' racks sneeze (Racks sneeze)
You little n*ggas is some pet-peeves (Pet-peeves)
Up in traffic, where you catch me (Catch me)
So much ice, I could jet ski (Jet ski)
This b*tch wish she never met me (Met me)
I told her more brakes, less speed (Less speed)

[Verse 2]
She want me to f*ck her, I'm so low off stamina
She's a f*ckin' freak too, she put us on camera
She got that non-stick sh*t, I'ma name her Pamela
I be poppin' big sh*t, I'm livin' spectacular
I gotta b*tch named Tabatha, flip her like a spatula
And the way she suck me, I cannot be mad at her
I'ma f*ckin' changed man, I cannot be draggin' her
Stay gettin' the same bands, but my Louis lavender

[Chorus]
Point me to the racks, please (Racks, please)
Before I make this f*ckin' mac squeeze (Mac squeeze)
Don't make these f*ckin' racks sneeze (Racks sneeze)
You little n*ggas is some pet-peeves (Pet-peeves)
Up in traffic, where you catch me (Catch me)
So much ice, I could jet ski (Jet ski)
This b*tch wish she never met me (Met me)
I told her more brakes, less speed (Less speed)
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