J Bert - Interstate 88 lyrics

Interstate 88 Bee Bert Damn ni**a speeding like a Motherfu*ka I took an exit could’ve got got got yo b*tch from Texas We don’t text That’s my preference You ask me why I’m reckless I do breakfast on breasts You grew up that’s the message you fu*ked up I don’t get it you gonn fu*kin learn your lesson Ain’t no fu*kin luck luck luck it came from heaven You screw up and that's so stressin These hoes don’t learn their lesson a Milli that’s blessings get the bag you ain't gonn hate it Hoes be staring and they love it slidin rough in in her dm’s she wants my bebe bebe I don’t talk I just be ready had enough I just love money have a f*ck han Speeding that b*tch on the highway fu*kup the toll way we don’t do freeways ha Talking bout getting my office we could do anything I rather f*ck later Taking my Bentley we ride it out Shout Out Da Baby I’m proud as f*ck Slappin’ these ni**as I’m Wild 'n Out Pull 'n get it I do not talk I just spit it Me and my baby we get it Getting the money we spend it Turning that hoe into a million F*ck all these ni**as we killing Taking it back to the ceiling I never do any killing All of my fault yea All of the negative bye bye you could be better than high five leaving the money gonn drive by 8 benches to the paradise 6 friends that I sacrificed Sex Money is still alive Old man really paralyzed We gonn bust it U-Turn Verse Drippin' like a Glue gun Hate on me you ain’t cool son Flashlight on these two buns Future shining like the brightest sun Speed it up wanna tag along seating in the back of the vo-cab them ni**as wanna ejaculate This is why I give them all the map to really navigate, polite just relax I’m smarter than yo classmate My whole life been a piece of cake eat it all and I’m full of sh*t next song gonn be calling Drake OVO got the money Chase Ain’t talk much got my facts straight You fine bae but you’re ass fake You hate me get yo mind fix I plot plot I do not stay Come bless me You swear that I’m flexing 17 got my first chick Ass fat couldn’t dare to breath My whole life was a blessing my first car had it wrecked n you love it you come test me I swear to god ain’t playing games I got 2 ears so I hear sh*t You gonn leave me with that fake sh*t Headlights on them fake days I could prove it Head ass you're a 2 Face Karma got you ain’t the last time you too late Come n wrap it up dance like my buddy Muhammad Ali we are not equal my amigo I don’t joke around when I hop in this party There's no stopping now Yeah Imitate what I’m gonna say ain’t nobody safe we gonn shut it down High School fame got me all the bae any day straight up compensate 88 got all the fame Hasta la vista Mueve bebe Mamacita Morenita last time I checked you weren't impressed Get get here’s the best thing in the world ain’t no flexin’ know you’re worth You’re on the right path No tricks to the brightest Mind Envy me you gonn die tryin Bee Bert on right the track I took an exit could’ve got got got yo b*tch from Texas We don’t text That’s my preference You ask me why I’m reckless, I do breakfast on breasts You grew up that’s message you fu*ked up I don’t get it you gonn fu*kin learn your lesson Ain’t no fu*kin' luck luck luck it came from heaven You screw up and that's so stressin’ These hoes don’t learn their lesson a Milli that’s blessings get the bag you ain't gonn hate it Hoes be staring and they love it slidin rough in in her dm’s she wants my bebe bebe I don’t talk I just be ready had enough I just love money have a f*ck han Speeding that b*tch on the highway fu*kup the toll way we don’t do freeways ha Talking bout getting my office we could do anything I rather f*ck later Taking my Bentley we ride it out Shout Out Da Baby I’m proud as f*ck Slappin’ these ni**as I’m Wild 'n Out Pull n get it I do not talk I just spit it Me and my baby we get it Getting the money we spend it Turning that hoe into a million F*ck all these ni**as we killin Taking it back to the ceiling I never do any killing All of my fault yea All of the negative bye bye you could be better than high five leaving the money gonn drive by 8 benches to the paradise 6 friends that I sacrificed Sex Money is still alive Old man really paralyzed We gonn bust it U-Turn Verse Drippin' like a Glue gun Hate on me you ain’t cool son Flashlight on these two buns Future shining like the brightest sun Speed it up wanna tag along seating in the back of the vo-cab them ni**as wanna ejaculate This is why I give them all the map to really navigate polite just relax I’m smarter than yo classmate My whole life been a piece of cake eat it all and I’m full of sh*t next song gonn be calling Drake OVO got the money Chase chase chase