Tyga, Mozzy — Too Fast

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Too fast (too fast)
I’m too fast

Ay, too fast push the button make the tail drag (drag)
Burnin’ rubber puttin’ two-twenty on the dash (dash)
I got loyalty, respect, I don’t gotta brag (brag)
Leave you in my rearview I’m moving too fast (phew)
Ain’t you never fold with the world on your back (back)
Push it to the max, I don’t never lack (lack)
Loyalty, respect, you don’t got none of that (nope)
Leave you in my rearview I’m moving too fast

Phew, I hit the gas losers finish last (yeah)
Heard you looking for me, tell I’m in my bag (bag)
You know talk is cheap, so I won’t speak on that
I let the speaker blast so you’ll never see me pass (phew)
Got the whole gang with me, and it’s automatic (yeah)
Looking at my status, you don’t want no static (no)
Looking at my shotgun, ridding with a baddie (yeah yeah)
You got no loyalty ’cause you never had it (whoa)
Fuck yeah, put my middle finger in the air (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Bitch I’m everywhere, you ain’t there, I ain’t never scared (whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah)
My brother’s like an army and we ridin’ ’til it’s no wheel
Bitch be aware (‘ware), the dogs be all here (here)

Too fast push the button make the tail drag (drag)
Burnin’ rubber puttin’ two-twenty on the dash (dash)
I got loyalty, respect, I don’t gotta brag (brag)
Leave you in my rearview I’m moving too fast (phew)
Ain’t you never fold with the world on your back (back)
Push it to the max, I don’t never lack (nope)
Loyalty, respect, you don’t got none of that (none of that)
Leave you in my rearview I’m moving too fast (phew)

Bend a corner, scrape the rims baby pay for them (pay for them)
I don’t about my chicken dawg, I play with Ms
I just left a homie Meril he wanna race again (huh?)
I’m all gassed do the dance to the checkered flag (ah)
And I damn near wrecked the Jag’ trynin’ a figure 8 (trynin’ a figure 8)
That old school in my garage a hundred fifty K (a hundred fity K)
The mileage under Lamborghini under fifty K (under fity K)
He woofin’ on his horsepower that’s gon’ get him spanked
I’m motivated by the chili, niggas on the way (ah)
I treat this Maserati truck like it’s a throwaway (uh)
Hey, I might pull up in this Benz and it is not an 8
It’s V12 NASCAR ditch the seatbelts (yeah)

Too fast push the button make the tail drag (drag)
Burnin’ rubber puttin’ two-twenty on the dash (dash)
I got loyalty, respect, I don’t gotta brag (brag)
Leave you in my rearview I’m moving too fast (phew)
Ain’t you never fold with the world on your back (back)
Push it to the max, I don’t never lack (nope)
Loyalty, respect, you don’t got none of that (none of that)
Leave you in my rearview I’m moving too fast (phew)

Too fast (too fast)
I’m too fast