[Lyric] Fast Cars (Nonahme)

[Intro]
I'm on the move, look around
You're in my way
Gun to the head like I'm Shroud
I point and spray

[Verse]
In the spot, I'm making movies
Literally, I'm fighting groupies
Drink is doing something to me
Vision's getting kinda loopy
Sharp enough to bend a rope
Figuratively, I could probably give you hope
I deliver devastating blows
I could be the reason why you're broke
Take your money, treat you like a joke
Air is different, breathing with the goats
Getting hot and I could heat a cold
Flipping bends and carbon fiber poles
So look
Hop in the whip, foot on the gas
Just cruising
Got me presidential tints
Move in silence, I can get you hit
My money can stack
My balance is large
I'm speaking in facts
My broker's getting kinda dripped
My money's making money til the 6th
Amounts I'm making, getting kinda old
A new whip every year, I'm getting bored
Every single challenge, just for show
I'm tired of rapping, let me let you go