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    We can speed in my 2 seater
    Girl, I got a 2 seater
    Speed in my 2 seater
    In my 2 seater

    About a hundred on fax and it's easy to stop
    You see my shit isn't stock
    I used to piss in a pot and now I piss on the walls
    Since I pissed off a cop a couple tickets I have copped
    But I can pay for them all
    And by the model of my vehicle you know that I ball
    A 92 but 91 the year that tyler was spawned

    And if I crash among the woods then I'ma follow with this
    Like I'm tryna get stick or automatic you pick
    Shit is static as shit, sure my shit is a m
    Might get that x6 end don't follow exit him
    Might take back street hidden
    House got all sports cars like heres the watches, jim
    Two sapphires on your neck that's his precious gems
    Now amg it's in boy I will eat him Benz
    New engine you got that old shit with those deep rims
    You got a warranty don't care if you scratchin' rims again

    We can speed in my 2 seater
    Girl, I got a 2 seater
    Speed in my 2 seater
    In my 2 seater
    Sit in my passenger seat
    You tell me I got too much speed
    And I should slow, I should slow down
    But I can't, cause you drive, you wow

    Girl I get a rush
    When we're speeding in my car
    Sometimes it's too much
    And you can feel the wind in my heart
    Girl I get a rush
    When we're speeding in my car
    Sometimes it's too much
    I know some dudes that would find you

    That carry rugers and shottas
    And fucking shoot at your honda
    Then fucking zoom out in mazdas
    Them golf boys is bad for you like the food from mcdonalds
    Boy I'm a king and I ain't lying boy hakuna matata
    Better watch for them hyenas if they flex than it's on
    Cashing so many checks there calling him tyler o-comma

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    I'm tryna ball like I was domo okonma but oh nada
    Probably September... Boy I'm just rhyming
    They saying bow, suck my genitals
    Album cover looking like the mask of the timberwolves
    State park at pemberton
    Hoping that I ditched the cords and go pick up the pen again

    'Cause I kill the dark shit like I'm motherfucking zimmerman
    Turn around and lose pounds like I'm fucking timbaland
    By pounds, I mean in (beep)
    Give it till he cop brick like a wall with pig in it
    And money coming out the blue
    Like cops are changing fits or shit, I'm killin' it

    Back when left brain had the hightop fade
    And we would go skate on them concrete waves
    And now I switch gears to hear the cylinders pump
    The beat dumb don't get it twisted boy my board's in the trunk (skate!)
    Girl: Can you roll my window up?
    Tyler: The fuck you turn my music down for, man?
    Girl: Can you roll my window up?
    Tyler: Why? Damn!
    Girl: 'Cause it's windy
    Tyler: But I love it when your hair

    Blows, when it blows, when it blows
    When your hair blows
    Hanging out the sunroof
    I love it when your hair blows
    When it blows, when it blows, when it blows
    Hanging out the sunroof
    I love it when your hair blows
    When it blows, when it blows, when your hair blows
    Hanging out the sunroof

    Listening to mac demarco
    Hanging out the roof window
    Switch to third gear turbo
    Skrting on these niggas
    Skrting on these bitches
    Listening to mac demarco
    Hanging out the roof window
    Switch to third gear turbo
    Skrting on these niggas
    Skrting on these bitches

    You can say you don't want to take that drive
    But you have it close
    I know we'll have a good time
    You just gotta stop being scared
    Just roll
    Just come and roll with me
    It's all good

    Jasper dolphin: Yeah, man, what's good man, you good?
    I've been chilling, man
    I've been doing some push-ups and shit
    Lionel: For real?
    Jasper: 50 a day, oh w-w-wait, is that that nigga tyler?
    Lionel: I think so
    Jasper: Bitch ass nigga here he comes
    Man fuck this nigga, man
    This nigga stink, w-wait be quiet, be quiet
    Lionel: Ight
    Jasper: My nigga, t, man
    What's good, man, you good? Alright, I see you!
    Tyler: I'm good, man, I'm good, I'm good

    Jasper: Ay, man, I see you with your little girl
    She looks, okay. Alright, ya'll good, man, alright!
    Ay, your feature don't start for another 20 minutes
    So you can go get your shit up, I can go and get some shit
    And I see you with your little jewels and shit too, man!
    Tyler: Aw thanks, man, I'm trying, man, I'm just trying
    Jasper: Yeah, let me know if you need anything
    I got you, just, you know, yeah
    Tyler: Alright um, yeah we'll probably walk around
    And come back when the movie starts whenever

    Jasper: Ight, man, I'ma see you
    Tyler: Ight, my nigga, Ight
    Jasper: Fucking faggot, man, I swear to God
    Lionel: Yeah
    Jasper: This nigga bitch weak too!
    Lionel: Yeah, she is
    Jasper: God dammit! I'd still fuck!

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    Composición: Tyler Okonma

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