whosrello - high speed lyrics
[chorus]
i’m finna do a high speed
bad b+tch she get on her knees
he talkin’ crazy we making him bleed
we already know you ain’t got no bread you ain’t got no cheese
i know she lyin’ to me
shorty ain’t mine to keep
[verse]
yeah, countin my muhf+ckin’ pesos
bad b+tch, when she do what i say so
that n+gga thought he was sippin’ on lean, goofy ass n+gga you about to get k rolled
i just been countin’ up
get to the muhf+ckin’ sack, imma run it up
yeah, keep it a hunnid
n+ggas be mad at me cause i be stuntin’
hatin’ on me cause they know imma run it
pass him the ball, he gonna punt it
f+ck all that sh+t, little n+gga i’m takin’ it
smile in face, they talkin’ behind my back, i know these n+ggas just fakin’ it
stealin my style, lil’ n+gga, i’m lacing it
i’m not the n+gga you wanna just play with
(woah, woah, woah)
[chorus]
i’m finna do a high speed
bad b+tch shе get on her knees
he talkin’ crazy wе making him bleed
we already know you ain’t got no bread you ain’t got no cheese
i know she lyin’ to me
shorty ain’t mine to keep
[reddhermind verse]
yeah, yeah, countin’ this cheese, wait
countin’ the bread, the cheddar
you know i keep a baretta
nine tucked, it be light as a feather
how do these n+ggas be hatin’, they broke
how do these n+ggas be hatin’, they broke
young n+gga, i used to cop out a bow
nowadays, i just be sippin’ on both
i do not trust in these b+tches they switchin’ up
n+ggas, i know that they don’t got my back
young n+gga runnin’ up all of these muhf+ckin’ figures
like 2fye i run with a pack
that n+gga running up, know that he wanting nun
we smoke him up like a muhf+ckin’ black
knowing these b+tches, you know i ain’t trusting em’
i f+ck her once, i ain’t takin’ her back
me and rello going crazy
bad b+tches and they wanting my babies
smokin blunts, swervin’ in a mercedes
we make his block hot like it’s hades
no you can not hang with the gang ‘cuz this sh+t gettin dangerous
she wanna f+ck when a n+gga get famous
b+tches be hoes, man this sh+t is outrageous
countin the dough while these n+ggas they haters
(woah, woah, woah)
[chorus]
i’m finna do a high speed
bad b+tch she get on her knees
he talkin’ crazy we making him bleed
we already know you ain’t got no bread you ain’t got no cheese
i know she lyin’ to me
shorty ain’t mine to keep
(h+ll nah)
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