YoungBoy Never Broke Again — Speed Racing

[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