Texty písní Cali Swag District

Cali Swag District

Burn Out (Drive Fast)

Burn out, burn up burn out

Burn out, burn up burn out

Burn out, burn up burn out

Burn out, burn up burn out

It goes pedal to the metal

See me flying down the street

And if you really want some problems

Then I'm driving to the beat

My middle finger to police

And I'mma make my music blast

And you can never make it slow down

Cause my shit is way too fast

Drive fast drive fast drive fast (Drive fast)

Cause if you ain't first then you're last (then you're last)

Drive fast drive fast (Drive fast)

And if you're moving slow get the fuck up off the road

I ain't lost to a motherfuckin' Camero yet

I be flying 'round the city and in a mu' fuckin' jet

My nigga come correct, I'm sittin' on the set

Of big rims and big cars and I get big checks

You a rookie I'm a vet, my engine so fresh

Custom whip look good and it be gettin' me the sex

Hoes love it when I pull up, see that black hood scoop

What they say? They be like, "Smoove can we ride with you?"

Ay, I look like a hundred grand at the line

You just that little boy, I'm that man at the line

My shit so hot yo niggas gettin' tans at the line

My trunk so loud marching band at the line

Green light go, that's all a nigga doin'

Til these nothin' ass niggas and bitches, I just keep it movin'

I'm sorry, keep it Smoovin', get your weak ass out my face

And I ain't turnin' nothin' down so if you niggas wanna race it go

See me in the streets and I be drivin' like a maniac

Catch me at the light, if you be sixteen you can holla back

80 down my block, my momma say boy you are gonna crash

I say I don't drink and drive so I will not be doin' that

Drivin' like a fool and I live right by a school

Got all the girlies in your school and I bet you're not a fan of that

15 inch kickers keep on kickin' back

A nigga hit a nail in the street and got's to fix a flat

Kush in my pocket cause the homie harren holdin' that

Bad red bone and the passenger just rollin' that

Hand on the wheel one hand on the blunt

Got money on my mind cause a nigga gotta stunt

Married to the whip and I drive that bitch crazy

Need a new set of tires cause I burn 'em out daily

Motors stay hot, but the weather's so cold

And the tops stay dropped

Like the panties on the road

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