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K Suave - "NEED FOR SPEED" (OGM Premiere)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
K Suave
K Suave
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Gainer
Kevin Gainer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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Nadddot
Producer
Rafmade
Rafmade
Producer

Lyrics

(I'm shy, oh my God) I got a lot of money, yeah, I fuck a lot of hoes Gettin' high, she wan' take what I'm on She so selfish, she want me alone I feel the meds kickin' in Just put Chrome Heart on my new FN Post up in the club, I don't know how to dance I'm playin' with them racks, I ain't got an advance Yeah, I stay with some new shit, baby I'm switchin' cars, different ride on the daily I'm only hittin' her up when I'm faded She play it cool, but I know that she hate it I see what I like, then I buy it Oh, you never did X? Wanna try it? In that Need for Speed, I'm flyin' Pockets fat, your shit on a diet You thought I was lyin'? My niggas, they on that bullshit They in love with violеnce Woke up and got fly today, I ain't evеn doin' nothin', I'm tired Tell her, "Hit me when you land I'm in traffic right now, driving," ooh It's not the same, baby, ayy, it's not same Money and drugs, it keep me sane Inspirin' niggas, they wanna be gang She suckin' me fast like she in a race I'm smokin' on Sunlato, this not a vape I live in the air, goin' to state to state I'm writin' up a new plan I think I'ma leave dick in your friend He tried to run up and got popped like a can She found out where I live, now I'm moving again Yeah, two cups poured up, baby, I sip lean, this not no beer I'm in Dior, tryna cop some shit, I don't see nothin', now I'm in YSL I got a habit of spending I got a habit of fucking on bitches Nut in your girl, I be parked up in it She not ashamed, she smilin' on camera Thirty-three in the clip like I'm Danny Granger We ride around with big sticks We ride around with big blicks My plug love me, I buy all of it In LA with Zelly, we throwin' up V I gave her the dick too good, she starting to write letters to me I'm sipping Stilpane, I done poured up a three Ain't any girl on this Earth out of my league Just got booked for a show, but I ain't even show up You'll never catch me with security, we all poled up Got diamonds on my neck and they all so gorgeous That money talking to me right now and I can't ignore it Got racks stacked up like quarters I got a lot of money, yeah, I fuck a lot of hoes Gettin' high, she wan' take what I'm on She so selfish, she want me alone I feel the meds kickin' in Just put Chrome Heart on my new FN Post up in the club, I don't know how to dance I'm playin' with them racks, I ain't got an advance Yeah, I stay with some new shit, baby I'm switchin' cars, different ride on the daily I'm only hittin' her up when I'm faded She play it cool, but I know that she hate it I see what I like, then I buy it Oh, you never did X? Wanna try it? In that Need for Speed, I'm flyin' Pockets fat, your shit on a diet
Writer(s): Andreas Cristian Matura, Kevin Gainer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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