Speed Racer

Kicking thru yo doh
And you know we gon kick shit
Lift shit
You know we get
Pull my meat out
Bitch is you gon eat it?
Keep it on the low bitch
Can you keep a secret?
Imma speed racer
Money imma chaser
When i sip
Liquor bitch
I don’t need a chaser
Big risk taker
Nigga fuck with me and
He gon meet his maker
Bullets take em down
Like the fucking undertaker
223 carry in the ar
He ain’t neva
Ran
Blicky
Turn him to a track
Star
Infrared beam
Mean that bitch gon
Aim far
Think he gon drive by
We gon shoot his
Damn car
Feel like
Bonaparte
I’ll rip yo bones
Apart
New pack came in
Smelling like donkey
Fart
Felt like moses bitch
How she spread
Her legs apart
Way i pearl this
Joint bitch
Issa fuckin work of
Art
You don’t want smoke
So don’t even start it
Smoking on this pine
And it got my mind retarded
Watch em drop
When my bullets departed
Inna fucking lake where his body discarded
3.5 what i roll my joint
Bitch we toting Glocks
We can’t tote no hi points
S/o my niggas cause
We always on point
Y’all be on that
Fu fu shit lame
Then y’all can’t
Join
Choppa onna
My lap is gon get to
The clapping
You niggas like crunch
Cause all y’all be cappn
Leave ya boi leaking
He need more
Than a napkin
Cops keep askin
I don’t know
What happened
Lemme drive da boat
Bih imma be the captain
I spit fire bitch
I’m rolling in action
If she don’t suck dick
Beat it like
Jackson
You ain’t getting fifty cents
Call me curtis jackson
Kicking thru yo doh
And you know we gon kick shit
Lift shit
You know we get
Pull my meat out
Bitch is you gon eat it?
Keep it on the low bitch
Can you keep a secret?
Imma speed racer
Money imma chaser
When i sip
Liquor bitch
I don’t need a chaser
Big risk taker
Nigga fuck with me and
He gon meet his maker