Trapo - Faster

feat. Max Wonders

So much gas in the whip, I know you want, yeah
I know you wanna drive
So much gas in the whip, I know you want, yeah
I know you wanna drive
Yes, can't be no rast bitches
'Cause my crowd don't go no faster,
Faster, faster, faster
No rast bitches
'Cause my crowd don't go no faster,
Faster, faster, faster

I'ma throw you all out my window
Window, window, now
If we get caught, if we get caught
I'ma throw you all out my window
Window, window, now

I left my burner in the trunk
This ain't what he need, tell your man I'm not the one
Okay, I'm only 17, but this clip hold 21
He gonna wish it was a dream
At least he know he ain't for nothing
Pass me my backpack
I move the book, I got some swishers in it
They ain't for me, they for my team
But even Eve was tempted
It might get hypocritical far preaching then take a hit
This is decent apostle hit me like diesel that faucet

I know you wanna drive
Yes, can't be no rast bitches
'Cause my crowd don't go no faster,
Faster, faster, faster
No rast bitches
'Cause my crowd don't go no faster,
Faster, faster, faster

I'ma throw you all out my window
Window, window, now
If we get caught, if we get caught
I'ma throw you all out my window
Window, window, now

All the police do not pull us over
My designated driver isn't sober
I know that they prolly hold him accountable
He's like so why?
He's only 17 with a brighter and some dreams
Now we gotta watch your people
Every snake don't look like cobra
In 80' they made no difference, just a legal voter
Now watch my homies blowing smoke about they nose
I guess they think they smokers now
Holding, posing till they bust like sodas
Guess they soldiers now
All the day don't get a hold of mentals
Drop it in the spray
That dirty messing with their mental, they not really thinking right
It's one to wanting be counting the bodies and numbers
I notice it's not really even
Why are we acting like heathens
Why are we giving them reasons?
They want a body just don't give us credit
They calling us cobbies, I wanna call on my culture
And call the assassins
They say no, no, no
They say hit that lick, talk that talk
Sling that dope
We gonn' put you in cell blocks with your friends

??? oho, oho, you know that my car go
Faster, faster, now
Faster, faster, now
Faster, faster, now

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