"Fast car" is kind of a continuation of Bruce Springsteen's "Born to Run." It has all the clawing your way to a better life, but in this case the protagonist never makes it with her love; in fact she is dragged back down by him.
There is still an amazing amount of hope and will in the lyrics; and the lyrics themselve rank and easy five. If only music was stronger it would be one of those great radio songs that you hear once a week 20 years after it was released. The imagery is almost tear-jerking ("City lights lay out before us", "Speeds so fast felt like I was drunk"), and the idea of starting from nothing and just driving and working and denigrating yourself for a chance at being just above poverty, then losing in the end is just painful and inspiring at the same time.
Uh-huh
Fuck
I don't fuck with you (Mustard on the beat, ho)
You lil' stupid ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you
You lil', you lil' dumb ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you
I got a million trillion things I'd rather fuckin' do
Than to be fuckin' with you (you), lil' stupid ass
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
I don't, I don't, I don't give a fuck
Bitch, I don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do
(I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
I don't, I don't, I don't give a fuck, uh)
Don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do
I heard you got a new man, I see you takin' a pic (woah)
Then you post it up, thinkin' that it's makin' me sick
Brrp-brrp, I see you callin', I be makin' it quick
I'ma answer that shit like, "I don't fuck with you"
Bitch, I got no feelings to go
I swear I had it up to here, I got no ceilings to go
I mean for real, fuck how you feel
Fuck your two cents if it ain't goin' towards the bill, yeah
And everyday I wake up celebratin' shit, why?
'Cause I just dodged a bullet from a crazy bitch, I
Stuck to my guns (woah), that's what made me rich
That's what put me on, that's what got me here
That's what made me this (this)
And everything that I do is my first name (B-I-G)
These hoes chase bread, aw damn, she got a bird brain
Ain't nothin' but trill in me, aw man, silly me
I just bought a crib, three stories, that bitch a trilogy
And you know I'm rollin' weed that's fuckin' up the ozone
I got a bitch that text me, she ain't got no clothes on (swerve)
And then another one text, then your ass next (swerve, swerve)
And I'ma text your ass back like
I don't fuck with you
You lil' stupid ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you
You lil', you lil' dumb ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you
I got a million trillion things I'd rather fuckin' do
Than to be fuckin' with you , lil' stupid ass
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
I don't, I don't, I don't give a fuck
Bitch, I don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do (E-40)
(I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
I don't, I don't, I don't give a fuck, uh)
Don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do (hawoo)
Got a million things on my mind
Executive deals online, limited amount of time
Chasin' these dollar signs and you ain't on your grind
You might be able to find me up in the MGM casino in the D
Fuckin' off fetti I coulda put on property
From the Bay to the Murder Mitten, my niggas put murder missions
She choosin', that's her decision, free my niggas in prison
On the phone with a bitch who can't do shit
For a pimp but make a nigga hella rich (hella rich)
Got a blunt in my dental, blowin' hemp in a rental
On my way to Sacramento, late night, Arsenio (Arsenio)
I'm never sentimental, go hard or go home, listen
Barely Harley, I'm chromeless (uh), you might end up domeless (uh)
I bet you she into me, her cheddar, she givin' me
I make a bitch stand outside forever like the Statue of Liberty (hmm)
Rest in pimp, Pimp C, underground king of the South
I raise my Styrofoam up, and pour some drank in my mouth (pour up)
Why you always comin' around with bad news? (Bad news)
Say you want me to win, but hope I lose (hope I lose)
Askin' if I rock with other niggas in the crew (crew)
But them niggas cool (cool)
It's just that
Bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you (lil' biatch)
You lil' stupid ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you
You lil', you lil' dumb ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you
I got a million trillion things I'd rather fuckin' do
Than to be fuckin' with you, lil' stupid ass
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
I don't, I don't, I don't give a fuck
Bitch, I don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do
Don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
I don't, I don't, I don't give a fuck
Bitch, I don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do
Don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do
I got a new chick that I gotta thank God for (God)
I got a new whip that I gotta thank a lot for (swerve, swerve, swerve)
Yeah, I got a lot but want a lot more
Yeah, we in the buildin' but I'm tryna take it to the top floor
I swear, I hear some new bullshit every day I'm wakin' up (up)
It seems like nowadays everybody breakin' up (up)
That shit can break you down if you lose a good girl
I guess you need a bad bitch to come around and make it up (yup)
I guess drama makes for the best content
Everything got a bad side, even a conscience
Now you're drinkin' 'til your unconscious (woah), feel me
When you get a fine bitch just don't forget to read the fine print
Life got me meditatin' like I'm in the Himalayas
Keep it G with the L lit on me like the elevator
Yeah, I know that karma too real, so I hope you doin' cool
But still
Stupid ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you (no, no, no, no)
Lil' stupid ass, I ain't fuckin with (woah)
I ain't fuckin', I ain't, I ain't fuckin' with you (woah)
I ain't fuckin' with you, ha
Straight up, yeah, yeah
Woah
Fuck
I don't fuck with you (Mustard on the beat, ho)
You lil' stupid ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you
You lil', you lil' dumb ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you
I got a million trillion things I'd rather fuckin' do
Than to be fuckin' with you (you), lil' stupid ass
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
I don't, I don't, I don't give a fuck
Bitch, I don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do
(I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
I don't, I don't, I don't give a fuck, uh)
Don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do
I heard you got a new man, I see you takin' a pic (woah)
Then you post it up, thinkin' that it's makin' me sick
Brrp-brrp, I see you callin', I be makin' it quick
I'ma answer that shit like, "I don't fuck with you"
Bitch, I got no feelings to go
I swear I had it up to here, I got no ceilings to go
I mean for real, fuck how you feel
Fuck your two cents if it ain't goin' towards the bill, yeah
And everyday I wake up celebratin' shit, why?
'Cause I just dodged a bullet from a crazy bitch, I
Stuck to my guns (woah), that's what made me rich
That's what put me on, that's what got me here
That's what made me this (this)
And everything that I do is my first name (B-I-G)
These hoes chase bread, aw damn, she got a bird brain
Ain't nothin' but trill in me, aw man, silly me
I just bought a crib, three stories, that bitch a trilogy
And you know I'm rollin' weed that's fuckin' up the ozone
I got a bitch that text me, she ain't got no clothes on (swerve)
And then another one text, then your ass next (swerve, swerve)
And I'ma text your ass back like
I don't fuck with you
You lil' stupid ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you
You lil', you lil' dumb ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you
I got a million trillion things I'd rather fuckin' do
Than to be fuckin' with you , lil' stupid ass
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
I don't, I don't, I don't give a fuck
Bitch, I don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do (E-40)
(I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
I don't, I don't, I don't give a fuck, uh)
Don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do (hawoo)
Got a million things on my mind
Executive deals online, limited amount of time
Chasin' these dollar signs and you ain't on your grind
You might be able to find me up in the MGM casino in the D
Fuckin' off fetti I coulda put on property
From the Bay to the Murder Mitten, my niggas put murder missions
She choosin', that's her decision, free my niggas in prison
On the phone with a bitch who can't do shit
For a pimp but make a nigga hella rich (hella rich)
Got a blunt in my dental, blowin' hemp in a rental
On my way to Sacramento, late night, Arsenio (Arsenio)
I'm never sentimental, go hard or go home, listen
Barely Harley, I'm chromeless (uh), you might end up domeless (uh)
I bet you she into me, her cheddar, she givin' me
I make a bitch stand outside forever like the Statue of Liberty (hmm)
Rest in pimp, Pimp C, underground king of the South
I raise my Styrofoam up, and pour some drank in my mouth (pour up)
Why you always comin' around with bad news? (Bad news)
Say you want me to win, but hope I lose (hope I lose)
Askin' if I rock with other niggas in the crew (crew)
But them niggas cool (cool)
It's just that
Bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you (lil' biatch)
You lil' stupid ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you
You lil', you lil' dumb ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you
I got a million trillion things I'd rather fuckin' do
Than to be fuckin' with you, lil' stupid ass
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
I don't, I don't, I don't give a fuck
Bitch, I don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do
Don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
I don't, I don't, I don't give a fuck
Bitch, I don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do
Don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do
I got a new chick that I gotta thank God for (God)
I got a new whip that I gotta thank a lot for (swerve, swerve, swerve)
Yeah, I got a lot but want a lot more
Yeah, we in the buildin' but I'm tryna take it to the top floor
I swear, I hear some new bullshit every day I'm wakin' up (up)
It seems like nowadays everybody breakin' up (up)
That shit can break you down if you lose a good girl
I guess you need a bad bitch to come around and make it up (yup)
I guess drama makes for the best content
Everything got a bad side, even a conscience
Now you're drinkin' 'til your unconscious (woah), feel me
When you get a fine bitch just don't forget to read the fine print
Life got me meditatin' like I'm in the Himalayas
Keep it G with the L lit on me like the elevator
Yeah, I know that karma too real, so I hope you doin' cool
But still
Stupid ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you (no, no, no, no)
Lil' stupid ass, I ain't fuckin with (woah)
I ain't fuckin', I ain't, I ain't fuckin' with you (woah)
I ain't fuckin' with you, ha
Straight up, yeah, yeah
Woah
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
I Don't Fuck With You Lyrics as written by Earl Stevens Dacoury Natche
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