Fast Life (feat. Glasses Malone)

Lets go
Guess who in the building? (Guess)
Young Lionel Richie, dancin on the ceiling (Haha)
Feelin good, came from drug dealin
Nigga still drug dealin, just now Im gettin millions (Millions)
Whip fresh to death, yeah this motherfucker killin (Killin)
It ought to be arrested, why, wearin shit is stealin? (Tell em)
On the ceiling like Im ridin in the Raider (Raider)
Sittin on Kobes, ballin like the Lakers (Ballin)
Your bitch lookin good, lil homie, bout to take her
Wherever she wanna go, the kid got paper (Got paper)
Say the kid got paper
And a motherfuckin pencil for you motherfuckin haters (Rrah)
Full of lead (Lead), filled with hollows
But never mind him, girl, keep bringin bottles (Keep bringin )
VIP filled with goons and top models (Yeah)
Watch his ho function like it aint no tomorrow, whats up?
Im addicted to the fast life
Rosé out the bottle got me feeling right
Drinkin away all my sorrows
Cause I do it real big, and I get it how I live
And Im livin for today
Aint thinkin about tomorrow
Yeah, case of the rosé
With your baby mama and Im feelin on her booty (Yeah)
No high tight jeans, you niggas fruity (Hah)
Ladies love J, they call me LL Cool Haze
I said LL Cool Haze
Still on the block servin fiends like Luke Cage (Luke Cage)
Man feel like toothpaste, give you a toothache(Nah)
If you need six birds, bring me a hundred in a suitcase (Yeah)
Your bitch on my magic stick, call her Buffy (Yeah)
Cops wanna bust me (Okay)
Cause I got more white boys than Sandusky
Man I got hoes from Pittsburgh to Kentucky
Catch my ho, lil Chucky
Nothin but bad bitches in the VIP
A hundred bottles, a hundred goons, it must be DMC
We pass your ho like a bottle of Hennessy
So chill when I roll a pound of this OG
Im addicted to the fast life
Rosé out the bottle got me feeling right
Drinkin away all my sorrows
Cause I do it real big, and I get it how I live
And Im livin for today
Aint thinkin about tomorrow