[Intro]
(Is that Tango on the beat?)
[Verse]
I looked up and seen the racks up in the sky
I see niggas, but they snakes up in disguise
I see all types of women tellin' lies
I see all types of niggas and they ride
In a AMG, it's lookin' like it's mine
I'm talkin' sex, bitch, AMG and it look like mine
And she let me in actually, and she lookin' fine
Free lil' Cujo, bro'nem still ain't drop a dime
I keep it cool though
Niggas hate me from a mine
Mine, mine, mine, nigga, you ain't gettin' racks, really
Mine, mine, mine, nigga, you ain't really gettin' racks for silly
Mine, mine, minе
Mine, mine, mine, nigga, you ain't poppin' out for-rеally
Mine, mine, mine, nigga, she just let me pop for-really
And she lookin' fine, this lil' bih' let me pop like Wheelie
Tellin' her all the time, let me in, I meant to be seriously
She say I'm on her mind, she keep thinkin' about me deliriously
On the E-way flyin', you know I'ma go fast furiously
[Outro]
Fast furiously, fast- fast furiously
On the E-way flyin', you know I'ma go fast furiously
Fast- fast furiously