The Rush

Nah Nah I don't do all that talking man

It's one way or the either

You comin or you gonna

Watch another b**ch leave wit me

The way this sh*t go ima f**kin rap star

Fresh off of the plane I jets off in the Range

First class seat but this west coast ain't the same

The rap game will put stress fortune and fame

A slow drive-by when they aired out Kane

S55 all cleared out chain

They body me you body them

Support there out prayin

My only wish is to find ya catcher

Lay ya a** on a stretcher

Betcha getcha a** out the hood

All I got is rap for that I spazz out for good

That's my income it keeps me in Paz and Hollywood

I'm hardly home when I leave the club the party gone

And I'm pissy off patrone tryna get ma home

My name Banks baby I'm top rank lady

I gotta go grab ya coat b**ch you ain't crazy

I speed off gainin and rushin

And bend her over something

And I'm pumpin devyin till the macs and I'm frontin

All of a sudden she down on the humble for a feel

And I'm driftin in and out of lane fumblin the wheel

A couple of miles later I be cummin on her grill

Then its back to the hotel and chill

Ma I give you the rush

Damn ma ya lil outfit got my third hand high

And I need ya to understand I

Ain't really got a lot of time

B**ch out ya mind its me

Damn blood don't you wanna

Get up out them handcuffs

I ain't gonna love you like ya man does

I ain't got a lot of time b**ch out ya mind