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    [Verse1: Tyga]
    Big shit perfect timing, got a chef, we ain? t gotta leave
    Baby we can dine in
    Get you played like violins
    Made a purchase so large, got a call to confirm it
    Swishers when we riding
    Case a nigga get pulled over, keep me visine
    When you living like this
    She won? t never wanna leave with these new hoes
    Steady tryina fuck me
    Fresh nigga, no dry cleaners, don? t wash that, it? s brand new
    Got Piru homies, got Crip niggas
    And my ocean view straight water blue
    My second time, your first time
    She let me hit on the first night
    Foreign cars, muscle cars
    Y? all niggas just ain? t living it right

    Drive fast, live young
    I? m making change, I make it rain
    We ain? t the same
    I? m pulling up, my whip game
    Got leather seats and wood grain
    Drive fast, live young
    Got champagne, that? s candy paying
    My real estate, these boppers know my stage name
    I sip slow, while entertain
    Drive fast, live young
    I? m dope, mane, you so lame
    100 thous went to dice game
    Drive fast, live young
    Push start, I? ma start
    She up and down that boulevard
    Going hard, going hard

    [Verse2: Tyga]
    Oh you bout that life, want that shine
    Can I have that eyes, nah nigga it ain? t mine
    I? ve been hustling all night, and I know she wanna call
    But a nigga working hard like 3 jobs
    Hottest paper can? t count it all alone
    Mesmerized by the throne, addicted to doing wrong
    I? m a stone cold killer, furs in the winter
    Audemar ghetto? light bulb just lit up
    Grown with the game, drop vise get hit up
    Nigga take fade, knock down nigga get up
    Broke niggas, broke niggas, I ain? t gotta worry bout gold diggas
    Pow, pow, these rolls on niggas
    Hot shot clock, waiting for the finish
    Hop in the tennant, y? all niggas shit winnin
    22 like Emmitt, and my bitch photogenic
    She be fired in a minute, dry your eyes baby I was only kidding
    Do it all different she used to say I did it
    Rolls royce, lamborghini nigga, what? s the difference?


    Push start, I? ma start

    [Verse3: Jmsn]
    Sometimes man it just suits
    I? m living a dream, man it? s an ecstasy
    Man, ecstasy
    She feel my energy, wanna get next to me
    Man this is ecstasy, ecstasy
    Drive fast, live young
    Chop, chop, never stop
    Drive fast, live young
    Chop, chop, never stop
    Drive fast, live young
    Drive fast, live young
    Drive fast, live young
    Be forever young, driving in
    Be forever young

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