Cops chasing speed racing Bitch im number one you second we not adjacnt Nigga please dont try me you gon get burnt like bacon Me and finna kill something just like jason I dont know why niggas pocket watch No youngboy but im finna take off his lil top Boy I dont even know you why do you claim we opps Keep taking tuff you gon end up in a box Speed racing opp chasing I dont want yo bitch she basic I just poured another 8 im just facing Nigga f*ck you I know you I know that you be hating Pop out glocks out Mike Tyson bitch get boxed out Keep talking shit you get sent down south So you better learn to close yo mouth You know how we ride Its choppas when we slide We got big glocks they hold bout 25 We got guns they like the fourth of july You look to close you gon go blind I need to ice out a rollie just to tell the time You know it dont tick baby it just glide And you know im anti social i dont like to go outside Nah I dont like to go outside In a helly we go vroom Choppa it go boom These bullets make u hot like the middle of june Make all the bitches stare when i step in the room Uncle rukus get away from me coon Speed racing down a hill I been itching for a kill Shit i been fiening for a pill These niggas touch they soul just to touch a mill Theyll do anything to get a bill Speed racing jakes chasin Weed got me outer space I think they laced it Only keep the real around me no faking Dread on me swanging ouu like im jamacian Come slide thru and die fool Speeding thru a opp block drive thru Oh you fucking with the opps nigga you can die too On the road to riches my hands ten and two