WE FAST
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Fuck
Shit
Drugs got me down bad, I can't feel my feet
Bitch, I been on that Wocky bad, might lay down for some weeks
Lil' gang don't I ain't got no fuckin' chill
Might dump the stick in street
I might try to stuff a hundred dubs in fuckin' skinny jeans
Get inside my bag so I don't ask a pussy nigga for nothing
Lil' boy know I got my blick on me, can't come without my gun
12 got different kind of motors, be hard to fuckin' run
I might get out with some crazy shit, a different gun
Might see me come out the woods, late night, we in the hood
Late night, we in the slum, might draw down with two guns
S5 be with Lil' Flame, 57, we be the gang
Jump out with an accurate aim, walk down on your gang
Fuck that shit, I got Fast Gang, hit a fuckin' target
We got hella blicks, hella guns, sticks out the trap
Tried to sell my player a dirty strap, pourin' drank and juice
I got blicks inside the fuckin' booth
Might walk down with somethin' new
This a Hellcat gun, you can't even fuckin' run
I got the police circlin' the hood, I'm hot just like the sun
Promise I'ma get off blick, promise I'ma dump my fye
This a semi, but I shoot that bitch with rapid fire
Talkin' 'bout you gon' walk down on Lil' Fast, boy, you fuckin' wack
I just go inside, create a class, then I pop out black
Niggas seen me pop for racks, aim up top, we aim for hats
This a smelly pack, I might pop out, jump out black
You can't run from Fast, bet the glizzy blast
Blowin' zaza and we drivin' fast
Bust a fuckin' corner, get outside the box
Fuck, 12 hit my fuckin' spot, I had to hide the Glocks
Pussy, I got Glock room in my spot, Glock room in my house
We might draw down on your whip, draw down on your ride
Bitch, I gotโ bitch, we gotโ
Fuck
Shit