Fast Life Lyrics

4 blicks, 2 different calibers, tryna catch a hat

Hit her phone like what's the fuckin' word, this bitch better get back

If they spin you know I'm blowin' first, pass it to Big Rakk

Aint even been two years, I'm still learnin' how to rap

Hope I blow up off a rap before I fuckin' crash out

Cause if I catch a fuckin' goofy, I'ma dump the mag out

Hit they block with nines, then we double back with blackout

Set up dude for two pounds, better not bring the racks out

Off the perk, got me tweakin', damn, they made me pass out

If you ain't playin' with your life, then yo ass need to back out

They ass mad cause I'm rappin', I can spit these facts now

Keep that pipe tucked, bitch, don't even fuckin' flash out

Cause you know your pipe took, don't even get your life took

Hit em with a right hook, if she bad I might look

They see us they like guys look, we don't want no problem

I'm like wok drop em, chase em down, I got em

On sight if we spot em, glad I finally caught em

Damn near forgot em, they talk about I shot em

When you speakin' on me, bitch, you better get your facts right

Growin' up too fuckin' fast, I really live a fast life

Once we get lo, we turn that bitch into a crash site

When I seen em, I made that boy a fuckin' catch flight

They say I'm bad for environments like fuckin' graphite

I ain't even in the stu, just in my fuckin' closet

Know I'm bout my bread, boy, you know I'm bout my profit

When I get a stu, man, this rap shit goin' all in

I'm tryna be with the same team ballin'

Where the fuck my phone at, who the fuck is callin'

Used to be cool, but you had the rat Colin

Now we smokin' Noah, boy, his dead ass in a coffin

If he gettin' mad, then I might just have to off him

Why you playin' with us, boy, we do this shit real often

Why you playin' with us, boy, we do this shit real often

If I catch a goofy, boy, I might just have to off him

Boy, I might just have to off him

If I catch a goofy, boy, I might just have to off him