Ridin fast lyrics

F-f*ck 12 thats the topic i be ridin fast i be chill
Young n*gga smokin opp packs rollin fat woods poppin pills
You n*ggas kno the deal when im outside sh*t gettin real
Kill a n*gga for his gold now his ass dead and dat sh*t was steel
I be posted at the shell trappin day and night tryna get a bill
Young n*gga want a mil in the field so i kill
Mini gun is it real
Shooting guns got the skill
M-make a n*gga body flip he on my shyguns from brazil bullets eat a n*gga up make his ass stuff call dat sh*t a meal
Young n*gga gettin bands while u n*ggas broke cause i got a deal
You was told not to mess with me bullet shock yo ass like a eel
n*ggas kno i got weaponry got big guns like the seals
Roll a blunt like a wheel she dont pray but she kneel
If i catch me a opp pistol whip his ass call that sh*t a drill
Blue beamer and a red beamer got another car and its teal
I swear to god if i ever switch do not try to make that sh*t a deal
Boy! im just playin ill never switch but if u switch on me u get killed
I will never ever trust a b*tch set me up betta get her a pill
Pop me a xanx and i load the clip i got demons in me yes they real
Ganjui gang smoke nd kill living life its so real
Lock me up in a cell put that sh*t on god that i will not squeal
Analog in my double cup sippin lean cause i cannot feel
Listen up like a triple blunts but if yo ass get burnt it won't heal
Heal
Trippie red run up on me boi yo ass gonna get killed
(b*tch ass n*gga)