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Youngboy Never Broke Again - Speed Racing Lyrics

Speed Racing Lyrics[Intro]
(God damn, BJ with another one)
(D-Roc)
And I'm in this bitch
There he go

[Chorus]
It's Lil Top on the highway
Drivin' like he speed racing
I'm gon' do my dance
Please don't get in my space
I be all on top of the couch
Like this be my place
Bitch with all of my dogs
Tell 'em call the fire station
Cause we gon' burn this bitch down, with the shit lil mama
Bounce that ass shorty, hold on, do a split lil mama
Say that she like how I get down, let me hit lil mama
Get her to the condo, I'm like lil bro where the condoms

[Verse 1]
Clips like anacondas, longer than a motherfucker
Slimer than a motherfucker, it won't never be another
Fresh fit, but I'm still ridin' with this dirty cutter
New whip, fuck it up with ashes then I buy another
Gang shit, posted up all night, on sight
Servin' nothin' but off white, gun fights, slang your pipe
I just left the Citgo, lookin' higher than a kite
I be with that shit though, shoot your block up all night
I'm on it now, bow bitch
For to split his shit, what this stick for
Aw shit, she can do it better, let my bitch go
I be spendin' money and floodin' all these diamonds on my MuMu
If I sit it down, I'ma think she tryna kill me if my tool move

[Chorus]
It's Lil Top on the highway
Drivin' like he speed racing
I'm gon' do my dance
Please don't get in my space
I be all on top of the couch
Like this be my place
Bitch with all of my dogs
Tell 'em call the fire station
Cause we gon' burn this bitch down, with the shit lil mama
Bounce that ass shorty, hold on, do a split lil mama
Say that she like how I get down, let me hit lil mama
Get her to the condo, I'm like lil bro where the condoms

[Verse 2]
Rollin' off that pack, I'm tryna hit you from the back (Yea)
Know I smell like thrax and know my pockets full of cash (Yea)
Know I get 'em clapped, don't do no cap inside my raps (Yea)
Know that I'm not worried for the law, I got that sack (Yea)
Bitch make me go across your head with this Casamigo's bottle
That what the fuck that I said
Know these niggas don't want no problems
Richer than a motherfucker
I'm not worried about anybody
Know that we got plenty choppers
Shoot this bitch and clear the party, yea

[Chorus]
It's Lil Top on the highway
Drivin' like he speed racing
I'm gon' do my dance
Please don't get in my space
I be all on top of the couch
Like this be my place
Bitch with all of my dogs
Tell 'em call the fire station
Cause we gon' burn this bitch down, with the shit lil mama
Bounce that ass shorty, hold on, do a split lil mama
Say that she like how I get down, let me hit lil mama
Get her to the condo, I'm like lil bro where the condoms