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The Race (Remix) Lyrics by Tay-K

#SantanaWorld (+) (Plus)

2017

[Intro: Tay-K & 21 Savage]
I-I-I'm Lil Tay-K, I don't think you want no action (21, 21)
You want action, you get turned into past tense (In the past)
Your boys deep? Well, let's get to subtractin (Bow, bow)'
Smith & Wesson made my .9 with subcompaction (Skrrt)
[Chorus: Tay-K]
Fuck-Fuck-Fuck a beat, I was tryna beat a case (Gang, gang)
But I ain't beat that case, bitch, I did the race (Skrrt, skrrt)
Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face (Lil bitch)
Eli Blast crackin' fours like a vase (Gang)
Pop a nigga then I go out my way (Skrrt)
Do the dash then I go out the way
Rob-Rob-Rob a nigga shoes, rob a nigga lace (Give me that shit)
We tryna see a hunnit bands in our face
[Verse 1: 21 Savage]
Fuck a beat, I was tryna beat her face (21)
Put it in your mouth, ahh, how it taste? (Lil bitch)
Backend, nigga, that's a 100K (On God)
Four shows, nigga, I can buy a Wraith (Skrrt, skrrt)
My street cred platinum, ain't nothin' fake (21)
Pulled up to the Slut Walk with a K (Bitch)
You a internet gangster, I'm a ape (21)
Young Savage, Zone 6, EA (On God)
Hundred round drum hangin' off the Drac' (Pew-pew-pew)
Instagram Live got him killed broad day (On God)
You can have the pussy, I want the face (21)
I ain't tryna cuff you, I don't want no case
[Chorus: Tay-K, 21 Savage, & Both]
Fuck-Fuck-Fuck a beat, I was tryna beat a case
But I ain't beat that case, bitch I did the race (Skrrt, skrrt)
Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face (Yeah, I beat the case)
Eli Blast crackin' fours like a vase
Pop a nigga then I go out my way (Bloaw, bloaw)
Do the dash then I go out the way
Rob-Rob-Rob a nigga shoes, rob a nigga lace (Give me that shit)
We tryna see a hunnit bands in our face
[Verse 2: Tay-K]
Pimp gon' be eatin' good noodles every day (Free Pimp)
Bitch I'm drawin' doodles, Tay-K paint the way (You're a simp)
Chopper tear your dudies into fish fillet (Lil bitch)
I-I-I woke up too moody, who gon' die today? (Skrrt)
Shoot a fuckboy in his motherfuckin' face (Grrah, grrah)
We cookin' up, boy, you don't wanna go dat way (Dat way, dat way)
Gotta go dat way, you get robbed for your rackades (Rackade, rackade)
Gotta go dat way, boy, you not gon' be happy
I tote 50s, I'm a shooter like Young Pappy (Pew)
Bitch try to rob, we make her dance, Michael Jackson (Skrrt)
We was plottin', y'all was tryna get the pack in (Lil bitch)
Get the pack in, you get robbed for a fraction (Give me that shit)
[Chorus: Tay-K]
Fuck-Fuck-Fuck a beat, I was tryna beat a case (Gang, gang)
But I ain't beat that case, bitch I did the race (Skrrt, skrrt)
Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face (Lil bitch)
Eli Blast crackin' fours like a vase (Gang)
[Verse 3: Young Nudy]
You want the drama? We got the drama
For you and your folks, them (Yo folks)
Whole lotta guns, whole lotta choppers
Whole lotta smoke for them (Whole lotta smoke for them)
Whole lotta motherfuckin' yellow tape
You don't wanna smoke with them (You don't wanna smoke with them)
That's about me, young nigga from the streets
Straight up PDE (Straight up)
Shoot a motherfucker straight up in the face, closed case
Nigga, ask 'bout me (Get shot at, nigga)
Nigga, I'm so gutta with it, I'm slimin'
Young nigga, I get with it (I get with it)
I'm with the shits, is you with the shits?
Nigga, I don't think you with the shits (I don't think you with the shits)
Do you got that stick? 'Cause I tote that stick
Nigga, that's some daily shit, yeah (That's some daily shit)
I'll pitaroll a nigga if I got to (I'll pitaroll a nigga)
Nigga, don't make me pull this stick out, I might chop you (I might chop them, chop)
Nigga poppin' like some bitches (Bitches)
Go across your head and nigga you ain't gon' need no stitches (You ain't gon' need stitches)
[Chorus: Tay-K]
Fuck-Fuck-Fuck a beat, I was tryna beat a case (Gang, gang)
But I ain't beat that case, bitch I did the race (Skrrt, skrrt)
Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face (Lil bitch)
Eli Blast crackin' fours like a vase (Gang)
Pop a nigga then I go out my way (Skrrt)
Do the dash then I go out the way
Rob-Rob-Rob a nigga shoes, rob a nigga lace (Give me that shit)
We tryna see a hunnit bands in our face
Credits

About “The Race (Remix)” by Tay-K

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