Speed Racing Rich The Kid & Jay Critch

[Intro: Rich The Kid]
You know what the fuck time it is

[Chorus: Rich The Kid & Jay Critch]
I was 17, flexing with an AP (Huh?)
Bitch, I had the blueprint, no Jay-Z (What?)
Pull up in a 'Rari like I'm racing (Skrrt, skrrt)
Too much water on me like a new sink (Hey)
I done spilt all my lean, need a new drink (Need a new drink)
Getting money, nigga, what the fuck you think? (Fuck you think?)
Pull up in a foreign speed racing (Skrrt)
Diamonds all white like a racist (Ice)
I was 17, flexing with an AP (Flex)
Bitch, I had the blueprint, no Jay-Z (Huh?)
Pull up in a 'Rari like I'm racing (Skrrt, skrrt)
Too much water on me like a new sink (Hey)
I done spilt all my lean, need a new drink (Need a new drink)
Getting money, nigga, what the fuck you think? (Fuck you think?)
Pull up in a foreign speed racing (Skrrt)
Diamonds all white like a racist (Ice)

[Verse 1: Jay Critch]
Fuck that, only like blue faces
Heard you lookin' for me, find me where the cake is
I'ma go hit it two times and replace it
She was in the spot givin' top, need a facelift
KD, on my grind like a skate trick
Tall nigga, but these bands like 8'6"
I can get some racks right now, you ain't make shit
Shooters on attack, make a scene like The Matrix
Hood Fave, bet your bitch know I'm next up (Hood Fave)
I need ice on my wrist, gotta flex up
Try to reach for the water, get wet up
He say he real but he fold under pressure (Fake)
Run into it all day, gotta get the bucks (Get the cake)
Boy, you talking small change, need to zip it up (Hey)
Gucci with Balmain, hopping out Bentley truck
Told her, "Don't call me,' now that bitch sick as fuck