Fuxk A High Speed

F*ck a high speed, it's a real chase Know I'ma pop my shit on every song Let me talk my shit Still time, I can feel the top Niggas hate the way I'm grindin' nie Get up off my cock, TLO'd em Find out he was writin' statements Y'all be workin' for the cops Had to put my mans down Caught him workin' with a op I know 3 , he got my back And that's on Swift I'm fiendin' for another one Told bro I got that itch Let him fish this way, I'm castin' rod Ain't talkin' Olympics Bro did his time, they got that switch Sittin' somewhere in ballistics Another mission, bro done gassed me up We goin' fishin Don't listen to the critics Get put up for all that dissin I miss Fredo, free my cuz That boy don't listen Since we was jits it's football practice We been blitz'n We got different lingo's Only way I sleep is if the lean poured Plug be Puerto Rican Got me servin to the gringos All my niggas plugged in They say we team goals Hit a opp bitch baby Mama, she been seemin' single Hit at us, we hittin' back Shit feelin' like tennis Just waitin' on that bag I'm puttin' Swifton on my pendant I'm fresh out the church lurkin Lord, forgive my sinnin Load up my gen 5 wit that KRISS vector Goin' spinnin Don't put your head down When you see this ski lift up your chin Go ask the city bout us We been spinnin' through the ten Chubs died, now these niggas out here Movin' timid Switchy switch his haircut Pop a Neutron like I'm Jimmy F*ck the opps, you see this chop Hold way more than a 50 We bangin' six, but still a roll a Crip up like I'm Nipsey What happened to the last nigga Smokin' like a chimney We done put that money on the line And smacked him for a ticket Go, go They say Kane the biggest opp I been ballin' like the flu game, nigga I'm the sickest out I done did some shit I can't even tell my bitch about Nigga ain't do me nothin That's some shit he'll talk to Swift about I got buckets over bodies I'm tryna score these murders Turned into a hobby, love drillin I'm antisocial, but they know I love killin Tuck my heart into my clip The youngin' fell in love with Blinkin Hit Big Wag up for a play, like, what's the word Load up my Gen 5, you claimin' smoke I'm tryna purge F*ck, I look like Beefin wit the West Oh, you ain't heard these niggas hidin never seen you in them birbs You should tuck your tail F*ck, nigga, we on go We pop out with stripper hoes Can't leave without my pole Me and bro, we done shared different clothes Now if we want, we fuckem' both This a different ho I can't let my mans not get a vote This a ghost gun Bitch, I feel like Danny Check my Fanny Pack , pray to the Lord Might sacrifice a life To get my granny back This chop size of a chick Let it off somethin' like a piggyback This shit like a pandemic We the ones went Sold yo city smack Thinkin' to myself, I gotta move Before I die, I'm tryna put shit on the news F*ck the rumors, this shit deeper than the streets Please don't assume You keep on flexin' for the net Gon' meet your doom, this go kaboom