Tay-k - The Race 2 lyrics

f** a beat, I was tryna beat a case But I ain’t beat that case, b**h I did the race Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face Eli blast crackin’ 4s like a vase Pop a n***a then I go out my way Do the dash then I go out the way Rob a n***a shoes, rob a n***a lace We tryna see a hunnit bands in our face Pimp gon’ be eatin’ good noodles every day b**h I’m drawin’ doodles, Tay-K paint the way Choppa turn your dudies into fish fillet I woke up too moody, who gon’ die today? Shoot a f**boy in his motherf**in’ face We cooking up boy, you don’t wanna go dat way Gotta go dat way, you get robbed for your rackades Gotta go dat way, boy you not gon’ be happy I tote 50s, I’m a shooter like Young Pappy b**h try to rob, we make her dance, Michael Jackson We was plottin’, ya’ll was tryna get the pack in Get the pack in, you get robbed for a fraction I’m Lil Tay-K, I don’t think you want no action You want action, you get turned into past tense Your boys deep? Well let’s get to subtractin’ Smith and Wesson made my.9 with sub-compaction f** a beat I was tryna beat a case But I ain’t beat that case, b**h I did the race I’m gon’ shoot b**h, without a debate I’m gon’ shoot, you can see it in my face f** a beat, I was tryna beat a case But I ain’t beat that case, b**h I did the race See it in my mothaf**in’ face