Fred The Godson - Fast Money Fast Cars lyrics

[Bridge: Ar Ab] Hu Murder she wrote They can't keep a real n***a down Hu hu Let's go Ah [Hook: Ar Ab] Fast money and fast cars Just pulled the coupe out a gla** jar Pyrex pot is a black card Two whole ones in the back yard Fast money and fast cars My dreams came true in the gla** jar He only 14 but he trap hard Half brick soft other half hard [Verse 1: Ar Ab] Gat found guilty on a coke charge Mandatory sentence cause the the coke hard Put a stash box in both cars It's 125 in the coke jar First of the month and the rent due The coke drying off in the window Have my money, it's simple Or get a chopper put to your temple In the projects, we trap in the building My visual ware pot look familiar Drug money stashed in the ceiling 06 I was booked for a k**ing [Hook x 1] [Verse 2: Fred the Godson] Yea Fred the God Uh Fred [...] Yo Ar I gat two styles with a whole bunch of baggage with me right now I'm wit it V 12 propane code name c**aine Miami Cuban Gold chain in the old range I beat the block like an instrumental I gat a quarter rack sitting in a rental Subliminals know, I'm straight forward If you gat the asking price, what you gat towards it I know it's awkward I often just do the costing Prefer to speak in person No Texas, Austin I'm in the back on a Lexis, exhaustion 20 racks on the necklace, flossing My man Ar Ab gatta do some time being He on lock, I run his block for the time being God [Hook x 3]