TrellGotWings - Mach 5 lyrics

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TrellGotWings - Mach 5 lyrics

[Hook] I got a rock drive Ain't no breakin you can catch me workin' Mach 5 All these actors ain't no artists they in mock trial You know I serve 'em plenty words like a doc file Yo' sauce mild Wryer my producer he a wild child Yeah that be his name but he ain't docile Waitin' for that light to hit my time no sundial Always spittin' deadly rounds Flocka Gun style [Verse] All this progress my career is lookin' credible All the fam super guess our label The Incredibles Coke bottle body need to make them pictures sendable Star about that action should have cast me on Expendables Fresh I'm minty And extra crispy She a think a n***a awesome said she shy not like Glizzy 9 plus 1 all the girlies rockin' with me Then I went subtract it told yo' girl to add a 60 Now how I wanna live tryna do it filthy n***a f** love cupid arrow almost k**ed me Ain't no chill I'm chilly gone get froze if touchy feely Can't wait 'til I'm peakin' feel like Weezy on A Milli [Hook] I got a rock drive Ain't no breakin you can catch me workin' Mach 5 All these actors ain't no artists they in mock trial You know I serve 'em plenty words like a doc file Yo' sauce mild Wryer my producer he a wild child Yeah that be his name but he ain't docile Waitin' for that light to hit my time no sundial Always spittin' deadly rounds Flocka Gun style [Verse 2] Legit n***a Ever since I started been a lit n***a Kite$ you wash 'em off just like a rinse n***a Going from a pauper to a prince n***a Lyrics slick n***a Aang pack Azula she gone spark it Had to cop the Zanpakuto didn't buy it at the market This heat leave ya peeling just like a burn straight from the carpet b**h let me learn ya I told her have a seat and park it You ain't even par bit' [Hook] I got a rock drive Ain't no breakin you can catch me workin' Mach 5 All these actors ain't no artists they in mock trial You know I serve 'em plenty words like a doc file Yo' sauce mild Wryer my producer he a wild child Yeah that be his name but he ain't docile Waitin' for that light to hit my time no sundial Always spittin' deadly rounds Flocka Gun style