DROP A DOZEN - Landspeed

«Kid, you think I started this life ten minutes ago?

Guy hands you alight envelope

…it's just the beginning»

Landspeed

Keep 'em comin', keep 'em comin'

Keep 'em kilos in the sack

That boy runnin', that boy runnin'

He ain’t ever comin' back

Don’t know how to act

With all these felines on my ass

Keep 'em callin' back

I’ll drop a dozen on they ass

Ayy, you tryin' play me

Ayy, you tryin' the one

Bitch, you bit the Don Juan

Now you get to gettin' gone

See you fit the description of the fuckboy

I be runnin' on

Use to keep my psyche stable

Now you fucked my Halcyon

On, on

Get to gettin' gone

When I run this money up

I run a fuckin' marathon

It’s that phe-phe-phenomenon

Where you find out I’m the paragon of fast bitch

Now you what happens when fuckin' with the Don

Ayy, ayy

'Til the break of dawn

Bitch, there ain’t no limit

When you spit the Speedboy lexicon

Gotta get to gettin' with it

'Fore you get to gettin' gone

Ho, if this the race then Gekko motherfuckin' Diddy Kong

Fuck, fuck

See me walk the talk

CG Speedboy surfin' through the fuckin' CD-ROM

Enzo Matrix ReBoot through the network fast like Tron

Drop a dozen before Gekko gets to gettin' gone

Keep 'em comin', keep 'em comin'

Keep 'em kilos in the sack

That boy runnin', that boy runnin'

He ain’t never comin' back

Don’t know how to act

With all these felines on my ass

Keep 'em callin' back

I’ll drop a dozen on they ass

Keep 'em callin' back, I bring a duffle for their ass

I know you switchin' up, you stupid fuck, I double up the mask

She gon' fuck me good, I’m gon' pass her to my manz

And if you comin' with my cheque, you better bring it in advance

Hold up, my mans, hold up, my mans

Where you think ya goin', put that cash in my hands

Hold up, my mans, hold up, my mans

Let’s get this shit goin', make the Lexus do a dance

Out all night, make a bitch feel right

Off that white, she a scary sight

Pockets boomin', dynamite

I go stupid on the mic

She gon' come through, I’m gon' do it

Poppin' pills, I’m chillin', coolin'

I been robbin', I been lootin'

Been shootin', ayy

Thirty-six days I been waitin' for the chase

Another thirty-six days 'til I pull up to yo place

Catch me in a wraith, catch a new gold chain

Watch me go insane, I don’t feel no shame, no

Keep 'em comin', keep 'em comin'

Keep 'em kilos in the sack

That boy runnin', that boy runnin'

He ain’t never comin' back

Don’t know how to act

With all these felines on my ass

Keep 'em callin' back

I’ll drop a dozen on they ass