Pouya - Six Speed lyrics

[Verse: Pouya] I'm back in a cycle Feel like a psycho Feel like I'm Michael, yuh Don't look at my bread, don't look at my whip Take a look at my fico, yuh I'm pacin' and thinkin' of robbin' a bank with the homies I hang with These hoes wanna make it the bank or the banquet Come hang with the gang get shady Drunk drove in a Mercedes .45 on the hip daily Screamin' out f** you pay me I ain't patient, I got OCD Feel like I'm not controlling me Still them hoes hoes gon' fall for me p**y that they offer me is often not to luxury But let me see what that lick read Triple digits in my six speed Think I fell in love when that b**h hit me I might f** around and buss her down and buy a Bentley For that b**h while you was f**in' with them lames I made my baby momma rich Baby play with my dick not my emotions Shed so many tears that I could fill an ocean We was coastin', now we roller coastin' Look inside my eyes and feel the pain that you put on me I just pray to Peep that you don't leave me lonely Thousand b**hes but they can't do nothing for me You my one and only I know you need some company so come on over Do you love me, do you love exposure [Verse 2: Juicy J] Down the f** you tryna cop my n***a look Your drip this ain't no robbery But my b**h is stuck up She bad as f**, well like whats in my cup She [?] im lovin' the way she s** Ay, she call me J, i call her bae We ain't the [?]