speed off Lyrics

Yeah yeah, whoah

Yeah yeah, whoah

Yeah yeah, whoah

Yeah yeah, whoah whoah

Aha

Think I might speed off in that whip, uhh ha

Think I might aha

Think I might speed off and then drift, uhh huh

Think I might aha

Think I might speed off in that whip

Think I might speed off and then drift

Yeah, I be geekin' off that Percocet

I cannot drive, I need me a Lyft

You wasn't there for me when I was broke

So why do you think you deserve a gift ?

I swear these drugs make my body stiff

But I'm finna pop me a Molly still

And I pop a X and I pop a Perc

I left my ex hoe so hurt

I left ya best bro in the dirt

And if you not careful, leave you in a hearse

I got rhinestones on my jacket

I got the choppa, fully automatic

I bought her a purse, now that bitch keep on braggin'

Even when I was broke I knew I was gon' have it

Stop actin' so damn dramatic

I got pounds of drugs in the attic

Yeah, I gotta focus, I pop me a Addy

You talkin' bogus, lil boy drop the addy

I got yo girlfriend in my bedroom

And that bitch keep on call me daddy

I need space

Baby I need space

Please get out my way

Outer space

I'm in outer space

All these drugs I take

Can't feel my face

Can't feel my legs

I'm sippin' on drank

Til' the day I'm dead

Never that

Never that

Never that

Walked in this bitch wit' the bands, got hella racks

Walked in this bitch, Taliban, got hella straps

Playin' wit' the clique, I'll send you where Heaven at

High in the clouds, bitch I'm in my habitat

Ah shit

I'm

Nauseous

Why?

I found a couple pills inside my pockets

I can't fuck with no hoe that's tryna start shit

I sold my soul

I put it up for auction

Ahh

Think I might speed off in that whip

Think I might speed off and then drift

Yeah, I be geekin' off that Percocet

I cannot drive, I need me a Lyft

You wasn't there for me when I was broke

So why do you think you deserve a gift?

I swear these drugs make my body stiff

But I'm finna pop me a Molly still

And I pop a X and I pop a Perc

I left my ex hoe so hurt

I left ya best bro in the dirt

And if you not careful, leave you in a hearse

I got rhinestones on my jacket

I bought her a purse, now that bitch keep on braggin'

I got the choppa, fully automatic

Even when I was broke I knew I was gon' have it

Stop actin' so damn dramatic

I got pounds of drugs in the attic

Yeah, I gotta focus, I pop me a Addy

You talkin' bogus, lil boy drop the addy

I got yo girlfriend in my bedroom

And that bitch keep on call me daddy