[Intro: Michael Jaay]
What up, Stitches?
Check me out though

[Verse 1: Michael Jaay]
These n***as actin' too patient
And these bitches actin' too basic
Now this young n***a in the makin'
Too high, n***a feelin' too high
Mind as well pull up on a spaceship, ho
N***a, I'm gone, fast lane but no road
Got a gram of trees in my backwood and my wrist lookin' too gold
Stitches hit me, he in the city, we wildin' out, let's go
Ain't fuckin' with these hatin' n***as, we gettin' straight to that dough

[Hook x2]
I ain't got no time and time ain't got no patience
The fast lane is my life, it's feelin' like I'm racin'
I need it right now, I'm impatient
Only white faces, I'm racist
If shorty over here, she ain't basic
N***as finna get it while you waitin'

[Verse 2: Stitches]
I ain't got no time, for pussy n***as that's hatin'
Just know I got gorillas that will feed ya ass to the gators
See me I'm 'bout my paper, TMI Gang my squad
You'll be lucky if you get robbed
I'm a dope boy, I'm a street n***a
I'll leave you dead on the street, n***a
I don't care about no charge
I got three lawyers and they'll beat it all
It's a triple fee
But that shit ain't nothin' to me
Money come, money go, I'm a motherfuckin' G
[Hook x2]
I ain't got no time and time ain't got no patience
The fast lane is my life, it's feelin' like I'm racin'
I need it right now, I'm impatient
Only white faces, I'm racist
If shorty over here, she ain't basic
N***as finna get it while you waitin'