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Trackhawk see the white smoke
I'm leavin' with ashes
Proper for the white folks
I'm ignorant and classy
She tell that I'm Satan
She blessed that she had me
Told her that I'm always high and she really just asked me
Honest to the most high, and I'm sittin' here gladly
Copper gon' profile, so niggas go faster
God look right down on me, the ceiling is glassy
I'ma score in rush hour, and sober in traffic
This bitch want more po', I'm letting her have it
She'd be the end of me, and I'm curious what happened
Five percent tints so I'm more cozy in traffic
Skippin' on these Brembos, that I'ma go faster
I'm from where the wind blow, I'm duckin' disaster
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I got unlimited cheat codes
My life in a fast car, ayy, ayy, ayy
I got unlimited cheat codes My life in a fast car
I really delete hoes
My love in the past tense
Ayy, I got unlimited cheat codes, woah, ayy

Cross the board MVP, you know that
Dumb ass lil boy no wonder why you can't imagine, ha-ha, huh
Ha-ha, I got unlimited cheat codes
My life in a fast car