Too Fast (Pull Over) [feat. Latto]

Yeah

Mami, mami

Ay dios mío, mami

Yeah

Ay dios mío, mami!

Move it, move, you too slow, bruh

Update, time to V8 the motor

Everybody asking where I get the dope from

Update, I ain't never told no one

No sweat when you doing what you're 'posed to do

No stress when I'm checking up on every move

Jumping out the moon roof to the solar

I can see you **** starting over

Pull over, that ass too fast

Too fast

Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash

Mo' cash

Yes Lord, feelin' like a new man

Yes, Lord!

I was dreaming in the life then I woke up in the—

Six trey, rag top with the candy paint

In your bitch face, eat the cake, Anna Mae

**** acting can animated, I might have to draw the weapon

On the set, send a stepper up the stairway to heaven, I'm a vet

Put up pole dancer in a Mercedes, she want watch P Valley and go half on a baby

I had to play her to the left flag in my right pocket

Space in my waist for the rocket, don't get out pocket

Yep, yeah, you don't want that

It's giving what's giving, no kizzy

I ain't never seen an ass like that, stomach on snatch

Swinging 1942 like a baseball bat

I send 'em home running

The brain ain't grade A, I don't know nothing

**** talking heavy, this a feather on my wing

VVS diamond, Eastside, Johnny, I'm him

I mean—

Pull over, that ass too fast

Too fast

Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash

Mo' cash

Pull over, that ass too fast

Too fast

Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash

Mo' cash

Pull over, that ass too fast

Too fast

Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash

Mo' cash

Yes Lord, feelin' like a new man

Yes, Lord!

I was dreaming in the life then I woke up in the—

Latto

Sitting behind five percent tint

Might pull up to the party, pay a bad bitch rent

We ain't blood, we ain't kin, don't be be calling me, "Sis"

First bitch sneak diss, first block get bent

Latto not a little one

Bitches want a come up, ain't gon give 'em one

Pull up in the skrrt, then I pull off in a different one

A bigger one, expensive one, a Lamb-ie or something

Put a switch on that ass like a granny or something

**** getting knocked out, signed to RCA but I be feeling like a Top Dawg

Probably getting topped off somewhere where with the top off

Never did the talking, always been the one they talk 'bout

Pull over, that ass too fat

Fuck 'em good, pat myself on the back

It's a hell of a cat, no scatt

I look like a Barbie, act just like a brat

Pull over, that ass too fast

Too fast

Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash

Mo' cash

Pull over, that ass too fast

Too fast

Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash

Mo' cash

Pull over, that ass too fast

Too fast

Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash

Mo' cash

Yes Lord, feelin' like a new man

Too fast

I was dreaming in the life then I woke up in the—

Makaveli, pack a valley

I done died and went to heaven

Came back in the 1963 Chevy with gold Pirellis

I just wanted something better, anything to feed my belly

Now I got the seat at the table

Ain't shit you can tell me

Baby, I'm a whole problem

Put a lotta people on

Gotta keep a, keep a round

Don't panic when I hit the-hit the bomb up

I was up dumb late, waiting for a bag, chasing

A birdie on my shoulder told me, "Slow up

It's about patience"

Fourth quarter, throwing lobs out of desperation

I was lost, ****

That's why I love you, girl

I swear to God

Pour the SelvaRey all on you, girl

Let's go

Move it, move, you too slow, bruh

Update, time to V8 the motor

Everybody asking where I get the dope from

Update, I ain't never told no one

No sweat when you doing what you're 'posed to do

No stress when I'm checking up on every move

Jumping out the moon roof to the solar

I can see you **** starting over

Pull over, that ass too fast

Too fast

Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash

Mo' cash

Pull over, that ass too fast

Too fast

Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash

Mo' cash

Pull over, that ass too fast

Too fast

Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash

Mo' cash

Yes Lord, feelin' like a new man

Too fast

I was dreaming in the life then I woke up in the—