rodneyy, Zukenee - High Speed Chase lyrics
[rodneyy, Zukenee - High Speed Chase lyrics]
(One and only)
High speed chase high speed chase
High speed chase high speed chase
I take a blunt to the face
Walk in the party, brought guns in the place
Smoking good gas, nigga thought I was laced
Been getting guap everyday
Fuck that, ain't no stopping that, uh
Watch how we got Glocks this way
Said I'm fucking his thot today
Nigga run out, catch a shot to the face
I got money in the suitcase
I'm so geeked, I'm outer space
I get money, I get geeked up
I put drugs right to my face
Draco singing like Aretha
Drop down, you gon face your fate, yeah
Wake up, lace my lace
Been calling, bitch I'm on the way, yeah
Free all of my niggas, miss the holiday, yeah
Stay all on my ten
Bitch I was raised this way
Yeah, playground bitch, I made a way
I don't give a fuck what they say, yeah
And I still brought my gun in the place
And I still put my gun in your face, yeah
Lil bitch, I get fly everyday
Young nigga might fly away
Lil bitch, I get high everyday
I been high, codeine in my bedsheets
Fuck her then she gotta leave, uh
SRT my whip, getting deadly
She fuck soon as she met me
Me and my racks go steady
I told her she too petty
I got racks and clips in this backpack
Told them hit me if you ready
This shit get deadly
Sticks by my side, I'm ready
Fucking on this thot, yeah she-
Fucked her then I kicked her out
We not going steady
She know I do big things in life
She wanna get married
Heavens on my neck, that's why they staring
They hating on the boy, don't be caring
Racks in my pocket, I don't know you
I'm not sharing
High speed chase high speed chase
High speed chase high speed chase
I take a blunt to the face
Walk in the party, brought guns in the place
Smoking good gas, nigga thought I was laced
Been getting guap everyday
Fuck that, ain't no stopping that, uh
Watch how we got Glocks this way
Said I'm fucking his thot today
Nigga run out, catch a shot to the face
I got money in the suitcase
I'm so geeked, I'm outer space
I get money, I get geeked up
I put drugs right to my face
Draco singing like Aretha
Drop down, you gon face your fate, yeah
Wake up, lace my lace
Been calling, bitch I'm on the way, yeah
Free all of my niggas, miss the holiday, yeah
Stay all on my ten
Bitch I was raised this way
Yeah, playground bitch, I made a way
I don't give a fuck what they say, yeah
And I still brought my gun in the place
And I still put my gun in your face, yeah
Lil bitch, I get fly everyday
Young nigga might fly away
Lil bitch, I get high everyday
I been high, codeine in my bedsheets
Fuck her then she gotta leave, uh
SRT my whip, getting deadly
She fuck soon as she met me
Me and my racks go steady
I told her she too petty
I got racks and clips in this backpack
Told them hit me if you ready
This shit get deadly
Sticks by my side, I'm ready
Fucking on this thot, yeah she-
Fucked her then I kicked her out
We not going steady
She know I do big things in life
She wanna get married
Heavens on my neck, that's why they staring
They hating on the boy, don't be caring
Racks in my pocket, I don't know you
I'm not sharing