[Intro: Michael Jaay] What up, Stitches? Check me out though [Verse 1: Michael Jaay] These n***as actin' too patient And these b**hes actin' too basic Now this young n***a in the makin' Too high, n***a feelin' too high Mind as well pull up on a spaceship, ho n***a, I'm gone, fast lane but no road Got a gram of trees in my backwood and my wrist lookin' too gold Stitches hit me, he in the city, we wildin' out, let's go Ain't f**in' with these hatin' n***as, we gettin' straight to that dough [Hook x2] I ain't got no time and time ain't got no patience The fast lane is my life, it's feelin' like I'm racin' I need it right now, I'm impatient Only white faces, I'm racist If shorty over here, she ain't basic n***as finna get it while you waitin' [Verse 2: Stitches] I ain't got no time, for p**y n***as that's hatin' Just know I got gorillas that will feed ya a** to the gators See me I'm 'bout my paper, TMI Gang my squad You'll be lucky if you get robbed I'm a dope boy, I'm a street n***a I'll leave you dead on the street, n***a I don't care about no charge I got three lawyers and they'll beat it all It's a triple fee But that sh** ain't nothin' to me Money come, money go, I'm a motherf**in' G [Hook x2] I ain't got no time and time ain't got no patience The fast lane is my life, it's feelin' like I'm racin' I need it right now, I'm impatient Only white faces, I'm racist If shorty over here, she ain't basic n***as finna get it while you waitin'