Meyhem Lauren – GT3 lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, no, not now
What do they want?
They wanna race
(You act like I wasn't born ready)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Uh
(Straight swervin' on 'em)
And you fixed these headphones, too
(Yeah)
That's how a man in a gt3 needs to be treated (That's factual)
Yeah

[Chorus]
Off the re, toss the key
Hop in the gt3 and stay free
That's today's objective, never subjective, it's business
Fast money and fast cars, I really live this
Off the re, toss the key, uh
Hop in the gt3 and stay free
That's today's objective, never subjective, it's business
Fast money and fast cars, I really live this (Yo)

[Verse 1]
Doin' one fifty on the Deegan
Believe it, what I believe in, shoot a Balisian (Uh-huh)
I'm like John Mcafee minus the scat (Yup)
I'm still official if you minus the rap (Uh)
Subtract the beats, I'm doin' fine in the streets
From a gt3 to some front row seats
Only rock a fly watch in a skybox
Stand behind sideways talk, never deny shots
I said it, lobsters get flown in daily (Every day)
Don't expect shit from people, they can't fail me (Fuck 'em)
It's still Queens for the victory
Sittin' in that gt3 is how you picture me

[Chorus]
Uh, that's how you picture me
Sittin' in that gt3 is how you picture me
Uh, that's how you picture me
Sittin' in that gt3 is how you picture me
Uh, that's how you picture me
Sittin' in that gt3 is how you picture me
Uh, that's how you picture me
Sittin' in that gt3 is how you picture me

[Verse 2]
Lookin' in the mirror, it's like a Beta - Carrera (Uh)
I left behind the past and my vision is gettin' clearer
Racin', but I'm tryna top my own records
It's like liftin' weights tryna rock my own necklace
Lauren, that's fluent in success
Bear arms like I flew in in a vest
It's the truest in the flesh (Truth)
Get flipped for bein' flippant (Uh-huh)
Nobody trippin', it's tradition ('Dition)
Your car game is like a malnourished infant
When I pull up in that Porsche we lookin' different (Different)
Stick to the script, stick to the crest
Louis shit that reflects, confessed, I'm still fresh (Uh)
Cabernet sauce drizzled on lamb
Part of my plan, part of me, fam, God damn
I'm good in Paris like the Moulin Rouge
Why you salty like a bouillon cube? Bitch

Off the re, toss the key
Hop in the gt3 and stay free
That's today's objective, never subjective, it's business
Fast money and fast cars, I really live this
Off the re, toss the key, uh
Hop in the gt3 and stay free
That's today's objective, never subjective, it's business
Fast money and fast cars, I really live this

[Outro]
Uh, I really live this (This)
Fast money and fast cars (Uh), I really live this
Uh, I really live this
Fast money and fast cars, I really live this
Ha-haa
Are you trying to tell me that— that you— you weren't feeling adreneline flow through your system?
No, not at all
No?
'Cause it was watching you, and everybody was, you know
I think if you— if you checked my heart rate probably wouldn't even go above hundred
Oh, and, uh
But, still, I enjoy myself
If I put the car at the limit and I get into the corner
And I just get it on the point
And exit right out of it
I feel happy, I feel really exicited
Yeah
But, uh, it doesn't— doesn't cause any adreneline
Except if I go off the track, then it does
When you drive when you're in control and when you're on the limit
You just feel good