Less Speed

[Chorus]

Point me to the racks, please (Racks, please)

Before I make this fuckin' mac squeeze (Mac squeeze)

Don't make these fuckin' racks sneeze (Racks sneeze)

You little niggas is some pet-peeves (Pet-peeves)

Up in traffic, where you catch me (Catch me)

So much ice, I could jet ski (Jet ski)

This bitch wish she never met me (Met me)

I told her more brakes, less speed (Less speed)

[Verse 1]

You know I got the hammer, even in my pajamas

He is not a member, we don't want him around us

Smokin' on this dope pack, how much you get a pound for?

I can get you real dope, stop lookin' 'cause you found him

Accelerate then hit the gas, we don't fuck witchu', we sped pass

We rolled pass then doubled back

Let down the window then upped the Mac

Like FAH-FAH-FAH, tell 'em that

Folded up put it back in duffel bag

Gotta blick on me, I'm bussin' that

Swear it ain't shit here, tough as that

If you was 'bout it nigga, you would buss back

These hoes nigga, I ain't trustin' that

These bitches nigga, I ain't lovin' that

I'ma hit once and I'm puntin' that

Man, fuck you niggas, I ain't stuntin' that

Put em' in a cycle like a laundromat

I'm high as hell of this onion pack

And I'm ridin' round in this Iron Man

[Chorus]

Point me to the racks, please (Racks, please)

Before I make this fuckin' mac squeeze (Mac squeeze)

Don't make these fuckin' racks sneeze (Racks sneeze)

You little niggas is some pet-peeves (Pet-peeves)

Up in traffic, where you catch me (Catch me)

So much ice, I could jet ski (Jet ski)

This bitch wish she never met me (Met me)

I told her more brakes, less speed (Less speed)

[Verse 2]

She want me to fuck her, I'm so low off stamina

She's a fuckin' freak too, she put us on camera

She got that non-stick shit, I'ma name her Pamela

I be poppin' big shit, I'm livin' spectacular

I gotta bitch named Tabatha, flip her like a spatula

And the way she suck me, I cannot be mad at her

I'ma fuckin' changed man, I cannot be draggin' her

Stay gettin' the same bands, but my Louis lavender

[Chorus]

Point me to the racks, please (Racks, please)

Before I make this fuckin' mac squeeze (Mac squeeze)

Don't make these fuckin' racks sneeze (Racks sneeze)

You little niggas is some pet-peeves (Pet-peeves)

Up in traffic, where you catch me (Catch me)

So much ice, I could jet ski (Jet ski)

This bitch wish she never met me (Met me)

I told her more brakes, less speed (Less speed)