Suspection

Racing racing Racy racy racing Racy racy racy racy Racy hyper vision Racing to the tracks with no supervision Racing to these cracks Racing to these cracks Racing to the max Picture ain't need no paint Take this venom like Tonin Skills on the beat I'm honing My money like serotonin It fucking grow I ain't no normal Sickest attire I'm stuck in the beats I'm going to work ain't wearing no formals Waking up Monday I think about robbing I hope I don't spill a lil blood on my Jordans Breaking the rules never been in accordance I said bitch fight me you There's no sorting There's no sorting There's no rooms There's no rooms for fools like you Walking a choice and I make it the truth Tighten your hips baby I don't like lose Circle a symphony, I like to choose Causing a chaos, yeah Havoc I'm lose All of this money I'm throwing in jacuzzi See me working bitch I'm gruesome Not like your dude Not like your dude Not like your sis I ran up a rail call me metropolis Slytherin gang yeah my bae calling to kiss My bae she sexy Yeah my bae she cool My bae she mobbing with me in these trenches Giving me head like she graduated eighty schools She so smart Steps to be taken by me Once I get this check dropped Imma fucking buy me Sometimes I ask why me I want this shit pricey I need that shit whole grain Baby I love orange Lemme suck your tits ah Yeah that's not important Where your focus should be is me Where your focus should be is key Where you walking to being me Where you focusing on to me Would you get in my foreskin And suck this dick out I'm too focused on you Make a sound Make a sound Gordon Ramsey bitch I make a sport Forced into batter then you ain't a course Mission impossible ain't no aborting So many rems I can't keep up the score Shut the f*ck up you don't know the lore You don't know the history Well, what I'd do with that All these fax they are wrong I see a mystery You don't got to believe me It's so easy to see these fuckers fake up Your drugs they laced You raise problems everyday You ain't got no solution Once I realize huh Munching on the crux huh Sitting on the crux huh Get baby bunny racks huh Turn fitty into two K bitch I'm back I ran through the wolves Ran through these knights White knights on my ass I'm a bitch And I howl when the moon's out You ain't got no bands How you acting fucking cool now Boy you not do it Boy I juh do it Racks off these works Racks off these songs Racks it gonna work(I know) Racks on me cursed(Holdon) Racks on me worked Living like rehearsed I just researched Somethings that I never knew about me I be seeing in me all times Seeing in you all times All of this is just showing me What I wanna see all times This work of Suspection This work of suspection I'm suspecting suspection no no no Suspection no no no no