[Intro]
(Captain Crunch present)
(Dj Yung Rel, you know how we get it)
(Chapo)
Yeah yall know what the fuck popping man, this 21 Savage
Dj Yung Rel wake these pussy n***as up 21
Fast money, fast hoes, fast cars
(Major out here, fuck n***a)

[Chorus]
I don't smoke nothing but exotic gas
I don't wanna link up, my bitches they bad
I'm pouring slow but I love to live fast
(Hoodrich bitch)
You get in your feelings, I get in my bag
I keep this shit on me, get burnt like a rash
You hop out your lane, when we see you we crash
Drive foreign, go slow, but I love to live fast
In this life don't get no breaks so everyday I do the dash
Stop complaining, get on your feet, put in some work, get off your ass
You don't wanna know the truth, that's us, no you don't have to ask
Counting slow, pouring slow, drive slow, but I live fast

[Verse]
Everyday a n***a hate on me, what I'm posed' to go do, I love this life, I can't look back
Too many n***as worried about another n***a, I'm just focused on this bag
I put no trust in these people weren't looking, they eyeing so you know that they seeing
Staying one hunnid', turn odds to a even
We blessing the streets but my main hoe a demon
I preach to the people but I ain't the deacon
I was just busy, can't [?] on booking
At the trap house, got the whole block cooking
We live fast, we don't give a shit, we took it
[Chorus]
I don't smoke nothing but exotic gas
I don't wanna link up, my bitches they bad
I'm pouring slow but I love to live fast
You get in your feelings, I get in my bag
I keep this shit on me, get burnt like a rash
You hop out your lane, when we see you we crash
Drive foreign, go slow, but I love to live fast
In this life don't get no breaks so everyday I do the dash
Stop complaining, get on your feet, put in some work, get off your ass
You don't wanna know the truth, that's us, no you don't have to ask
Counting slow, pouring slow, drive slow, but I live fast