Bonus(High Speed) Lyrics

Chop

Bow

Woo

Long Live 'Big T, Lone Live King A, broke ass Nigga

Hit him in his chest, call it tie-dye

In the coupe, drivin' fast, this bitch got wifi

Big chop, gettin' chicken, why would I lie

A-R, hit his face, call Allah

Cartier, cost 30, got your bitch blind

Daytona chop, pull up gang outside

Call auntie, tell that bitch I need some 7.5s

Yeah, Trill want him gone, then that nigga dyin

I'ma show you what to do with these blue strips

A-R riding , dirty with them blue tips

Yeah, money on his head, that's a bounty

Money counter stuffin', bitch, I don't gotta count it

A thousand pints in the stool, that's a fountain

All these fuckin' blues, I don't need an accountant

Cut my plug from the bass and major bows

Big chop, yeah, bitch, I get major lows

T.F. pendent and this bitch glistenin

Tell your bitch, calm down, ho, listen

42 with the sparkles like this bitch up

Niggas broke as hell, they need to do some sit-ups

High speed, slap the sky, the sports, it's an Athlete's

Big chops, I don't need no scope, shoot with accuracy

30 racks, all blue bundles, they look like to me

The police, you can lie to them, but don't lie to me

Like Big Meech, I be feelin' like family, everything

But I be Lamar in the club, you can't stop the rain

Big money, I got limit money, I can buy anything

Poppin' perks, I be off these drugs, don't wanna feel any pain

Chrome heart, Cartier frames, like I be teachin' shit

When they start showin' you to a to much,

Peep that shit, play your part, only take the shot

When you sure, it's gon' swish

It was days when I needed a plug, I ain't never need a bitch

O.T. with my ice on, this a travel kit

If I up this Glock, get the shooting, you can't stop that

I be ridin' dirty, searchin' where the narcs at

If thet get behind the whip, I might, like, come back

Happy you just got your first ten, that's like one rack

In the Maybach, outta Cali, high off the whip it, and that was it

Diamonds hitting everything we stand on, Bitch, we mean in business

Big 40, heard the pussy scream, so I know it hit

High ticket, said he dropped the numbers, if I come and get it

Run with TF, we the nation, movin' like the Mob

Supercharged, lot of bankrolls, ain't even Got a job

Two perks, put them on my tongue, then I Take a shot

One up top, put one in your dome, if you play me, cop

Got her curious, lookin' at my gun, look what that swiss do

If that nigga that you with a bitch, then you a bitch too

600 for the Gucci hat, 600

For the buckle

I just text the perky lady, I told her that I

Love you