Speed Racing Lyrics

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 fuck 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