So Fast lyrics

[Intro]
Ball

[Chorus]
Car so fast I might pop a wheelie
b*tch so bad caught her from Phillie
I get racks and the opps so silly
Blood Gang n*gga but I ain't no Billy
Ridin' in a Cat playin' with her kitty
Everybody know we run the city
I been Cali gettin' high like a hippie
Foreign drive by itself, I'ma count fifties
b*tch so bad keep staring at her titties
I'm in the club all the bad b*tches with me
I'm in the section all these f*ck n*ggas feel me
I'm makin' sure everybody f*ckin' hear me
I'm makin' sure everybody f*ckin' see me
I'm in hills sitting on a f*ckin' couch (Yeah)
Or I'm in the hills standing on the f*ckin' counter (Ballout)
Everybody walkin' around with a f*ckin' bottle (uh)

[Verse]
And I'm walking around with a f*cking waddle (pour)
Who wanna bet n*gga who wanna gamble?
I can bet this sh*t for tomorrow
Who want a bottle? Who want a hollow?
I'm in this b*tch rockin' World of Sorrow
We send bullets just like spirals
I'm in Zeo and Camaro parked in the Ghetto, sh*t going federal
This b*tch say my di*k is incredible
She just want to eat it up just like an edible
I put my jewelry on so I look flexible
I be in a foreign and I'ma bring her ass fastable
I need meds, I gotta take my medicals
Smokin' this gas, I'm takin' my vegetables
pus*y ass n*gga, you n*gga so tastable
AP on my Cardillac and skelly too
45. on me and I'm not hesitant
Police grab me but there was no evidence
n*ggas playin' around, he gon' be heaven sent
Mansion so big, this is my residence
Money machine, it count dead presidents
What's in the hood, I think it's an elephant
I know you gettin' money but I'm not sellin' it
I ain't f*ckin' around hoes, I think I'm celebrant
Behind my back, hoes say I'm elegant
Parked outside and you know I'm all in it
We ain't hittin' hills, I'm tolerant
n*gga dissin' everybody, he ain't relevant
Tryna get me out my elevant
Trackhawk and I'm ridin' a pellican
Hellcat, I'm goin' to hell on it
I ain't stop for 12, I'm bailing it
[Chorus]
Car so fast I might pop a wheelie
b*tch so bad caught her from Phillie
I get racks and the opps so silly
Blood Gang n*gga but I ain't no Billy
Ridin' in a Cat playin' with her kitty
Everybody know we run the city
I been Cali gettin' high like a hippie
Foreign drive by itself, I'ma count fifties
b*tch so bad keep staring at her titties
I'm in the club all the bad b*tches with me
I'm in the section all these f*ck n*ggas feel me
I'm makin' sure everybody f*ckin' hear me
I'm makin' sure everybody f*ckin' see me
I'm in hills sitting on a f*ckin' couch (Yeah)
Or I'm in the hills standing on the f*ckin' counter (Ballout)
Everybody walkin' around with a f*ckin' bottle (uh)