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Featuring(s) : Yo Gotti

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(Save the world)

I got 220 on the dash, running through the red lights
Getting to the bag, making sure the bread right
I'm just doing me, tryna live my best life
Shooting for the top, never gonna stop
Like I ain't got no brakes
I ain't stopping like I got no brakes
Workin' 'round the clock, no takin' breaks
I know I can bend, but never break
Putting money in the bank until it breaks

[August Alsina]
Rollie on my wrist, that's two-tone
I been in the gym, I put a few on
Had to sink or swim, I took a cruise on it
A lot of people slap this shit and snooze on it
I been putting in work in, put in overtime
You thought I was hiding, now you see me shining
Gave you niggas time, and you still couldn't stop me
You call me conceited, your bitch call me cocky

'Cause I beat the p*ssy like Rocky
Already know that I'm undefeated
She never want me to stop
Fall off the bed when I try to eat it
Girl, come here, I'm tryna make them legs shake
Beat that p*ssy 'til the mattress, 'til the bed break
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
How we end up on the floor? I gotta go

I got 220 on the dash, running through the red lights
Getting to the bag, making sure the bread right
I'm just doing me, tryna live my best life
Shooting for the top, never gonna stop
Like I ain't got no brakes
I ain't stopping like I got no brakes
Workin' 'round the clock, no takin' breaks
I know I can bend, but never break
Putting money in the bank until it breaks

[Yo Gotti]
New whip (Whip), new bitch (Bitch)
New 40 (40), all clips (Clips)
Same gang (What), same clique (Clique)
I never (Never) switch shifts (Shifts)
Bitch trippin' (Trippin'), I'm gone (Gone)
Bye bye (Bye), no home (Home)
No drummer (Drummer), rolling stone (Stone)
I can stress on my own
Bitch, you blessed (Blessed), can't you see it? (See it?)
Always arguin' like we kids (Kids)
All the work that I put in (Yeah)
f*ck her friend to get revenge (Payback)
My old bitch trippin', got a new one (A new one)
New one brought a friend, that's a threesome (A threesome)

I got 220 on the dash (Yeah), running through the red lights (Skrrt, skrrt)
Getting to the bag (Pfft), making sure the bread right
I'm just doing me (Ayy), tryna live my best life (I got it)
Shooting for the top, never gonna stop (Ayy, yeah)
Like I ain't got no brakes
I ain't stopping like I got no brakes (Skrrt, skrrt)
Workin' 'round the clock, no takin' breaks (Yeah)
I know I can bend, but never break (Ayy)
Putting money in the bank until it breaks

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