PROBLEM - Faster lyrics

rate me

Faster, faster, faster, faster

Hey nigga, where your girl at?

Tell her a real nigga looking for her

I pick her up, get her hot, throw her on top

Watch her pop like some motherfucking cooking oil

Catch me off Compton, ...to the sun

Had her on me dropping pills off

On her sister door bike

Pay per view shit, got them watching like a Floyd fight

Slide in the party while I pop another molly like what

Tattered to the gut, you can tell I’m rolling

By the way a nigga strut

You can tell I’m paid by the way a nigga act

Small fry but a nigga feeling bigger than a mac

Super size keep paper on my mind like a price on my head

Fuck bitches, they just tryina get a slice of my bread

Broke, no that will do, life in the feds

Sit still in the shit, gonna pack it, fuck fast, move faster

Faster, faster, faster, faster

My cars go, faster

My money come, faster

My bitches come, faster

I lick clit, faster, everything, faster

I need everything, faster

On the go like 10 years, can’t stop like 10 spaz

Talking nasty lately, all these bitches wanna date me

Lately, crazy is what it made me

Maybe I maybe look a3 on hd

My hg say a sound cause it pays me

And hot nigga stay still as she chase me

Lazy? Nigga please, I’m always in the trap

And I ain’t never seen these bees

Money coming fast, I ain’t worry bout the d’s

As I look around the room all I fucking see is g’s

Pid the truth, in the booth for athlete

...rap geek, super dupper ass p

...alive, so it’s cracking, that’s me

Get to snapping on they ass, that’s ... bumping as be

Your bitch coming, faster

Faster, faster, faster, faster

My cars go, faster

My money come, faster

My bitches come, faster

I lick click, faster, everything, faster

I need everything, faster

Hahaha, ...it’s a goes, my breath oh

She don’t wanna get it, put a vest on

Turnt up, I can put a check on it

Bitch, don’t be staring at the bed till we sex on it

Racks on him, do it like a real nigga boss do

I keep shit, but I got some niggas that will smuggle

How you boys balling when you all in moving slow

Call the money...let my hunneds do the vocals

Yeah, I’m ignorant and killing shit

I’m too legit to show money, look like a nigga moving brick

Hooligan like who is he, the club look like a movie scene

It’s your nigga fly bitch...word

The bands make her dance

I know that boy be hating cause his main...faster

Thanks to BromansRum for correcting these lyrics