FAST CAR ft. SauceGodFTN Lyrics

Fast car, homie got a Nascar

Black car, skirt off of the blacktop

Act up, your girl be tryna act up

We making money moves

Your man just like to talk a lot

Fast car, homie got a Nascar

Black car, skirt off of the black top

Why you always tryna get in my spot

Your girl at my spot, yea she like to talk a lot

I just got a pound I'm boutta push that yeah

Got a couple racks inside my book bag now

My girl always by my side and she look bad

Couple homies who will show up in your shit like we ain't took that

Let them talk all they want

Speak up, speak up

They always say that I'm a scrub

Delete em, don't need em

I spend money like a drug

Cuz lately all these drugs, they ain't been enough

When I'm flexing I make everybody look back

When I pull up I make everybody look back

They all say they love me now because my success

Dirty money when I pull off I just skirrt

Fast car, homie got a Nascar

Black car, skirt off of the blacktop

Act up, your girl be tryna act up

We making money moves

We making money moves

Making money moves

Making money moves

That boy hating, we gon go

Bliky with the beam we make a show

She be getting low

Come and get your hoe

She be at the show

Way to wild, she be acting up

Boy I think you outta luck

You in the last car, I'm in that fast car

Homie got a Nascar

Smoke you like cigar

Smoke you like cigar

Fast car, homie got a Nascar

Black car, skirt off of the blacktop

Act up, your girl be tryna act up

We Making money moves

Your man just like to talk a lot

Fast car, homie got a Nascar

Black car, skirt off of the black top

Why you always tryna get in my spot

Your girl at my spot, yea she like to talk a lot

yeah she like to talk a lot