Mellow Out ft. SpeakerBox Lyrics

Yo, the only tools I use are metric

Niggas don't dance, they're still tWo steppin

My first two cars is beat, I'm wreckin

See, I got skills, I do, I reckon

Cash on fluids, would I be checkin'

In them cars, fight like Tekken

In this second, he learned his lesson

Better learn how to use your weapon

Put up to a meet and a lambo, leave by yourself

Real talk though, that's not impressive

Better have skills, better have a profession

For me, it's time to stop messin

Born a fide DIY guy, but you're buildin

Stealin' my photo, do you get the picture

I'm all steel stock with a bad-ass ticker

Yeah, and still, I am that nigga

Rap like I roll with, but I better know

That London East Side is three-bow

One thing I can't say is I ain't got flow

And if they do, then I'm bout to spit mo

I'ma let y'all know that I'm a street racer

BP-93 on the table, Lucas Phil's system

Clean as a chaser

Yeah, 100-bit rebel, real heavy bass

With synthesized treble, EDM is fuck

Pull up like L-O, G-Shock digital

Analog bezel, P.S., I'm a really cool fellow

She like to move like a cube of jello

With that, somethin' ends up a pleated pillows

Let's chill, let's smoke, let's mellow

Without a doubt, I'm back on it

It's my opponent, who really want it

Late night donuts and I'm ownin

These street kid cops, I'm honin

On the streets, racers try honin

In cars that most of them get pwned in

In cars that racers drop loads in

I'm tryin' to say it's much more than

Cash that makes them cars pass, makes them cars dash

From point A to point B, it takes skills, it takes love, it takes teeth

Nuts and guts, but not Dodge trucks and such

But don't sleep on them turbo diesels

Hurt the evil, tryin' to get a daily driver

Light and simple like Spiegel

Own it straightaway, I'm under power

But catch me on turns and I bet I might leave you, like see you

Later, alligator after ride, crack a dial

Throw it in my Cruisin' gear and just smile

Keep it real mild, don't even wow

Ow

Lookin' back, I haven't had an official race in a while

Now

I'm still waitin' on cats to get crewed up

Like Suda

Gettin' me and my car ready, cause I'm not tryin' to get chewed up

Yet still, I'm real like True Nuff

Nuff said when sleepers pull up

And they scream, let's double spool up

Kinda shit, leave your shirt off, drooled up

Try to rhyme, call you up, get schooled up

Off digs, off roads, them cats speak

Ow

Just smoke a cigarette, slow-mo

Ow

Just smoke a cigarette, slow-mo

Ow

Yo, son