High Speed Musik

You can call me anything but can't call me a rat

I can tell you one thing, niggas dying bout that

Niggas making all them diss songs, they just dying to rap

Posting all them guns on your page, then die with the strap

I walk in kinda janky but I move cool

Ass who put his dog down and he ain't have a blue clue

Don't tell me to drop the low if you won't slide through

Talking bout a fuck lil, what you niggas dying to

That baby A that's in the corner stand fo' two

Have five five sixes out the chopper spitting on you