Hop in the coupe I8
I'm on a high speed chase
Had to do it for my sake
Fake niggas what I hate
Finna air it out no break
I ain't even leave no trace
Had to get it now why wait
Straight to the bag I chase
She said tommy elite
RAF Simmons on my feet
I'm trynna Murda this beat
She trynna murda my meat
Had to tell the bitch take a seat
Cuz I ain't trynna wet my sheets
Money all I need for a treat
Staying high geeked up geek
Nigga no sleep no leak
Ain't no place for the weak
Big jivu my team
Red dot lase wit a beam
Big gas got me gleamed
She a lil junky feen
When I hop out they scream
Tommy just hopped on scene
Tell that boy hush
(Be quiet)
Straight out the mud
I got that tech in my drink and them bands on me I run it up
Tell the boy wassup
Like nigga pull up
You don't want no smoke lil nigga you ain't trynna spill no blood
Bad bitch gone f*ck
Got a big ass butt
I'm trynna take her back to my place put the dick in her guts
Gon swallow this nut
Gon fall in love
Imma stay geeked with the pills and the drugs I fell in love
I'm sick of these niggas they pushin my buttons
These niggas be talking and flexin for nothin
We know that you broke you can stop all the fussin
As soon as they see you my shootas is bussin
Yo bitch at my crib so you know how I'm coming
I just gave her dick now she got a concussion
She geeking she f*cking she gushing she sucking
I'm hitting it once and that's end of discussion
Hop in the coupe I8
I'm on a high speed chase
Had to do it for my sake
Fake niggas what I hate
Finna air it out no break
I ain't even leave no trace
Had to get it now why wait
Straight to the bag I chase
Hop in the coupe I8
I'm on a high speed chase
Had to do it for my sake
Fake niggas what I hate
Finna air it out no break
I ain't even leave no trace
Had to get it now why wait
Straight to the bag I chase
Tommy Lavish - HighSpeed Chase! Lyrics
Tommy Lavish - HighSpeed Chase! Lyrics
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Hop in the coupe I8
I'm on a high speed chase
Had to do it for my sake
Fake niggas what I hate
Finna air it out no break
I ain't even leave no trace
Had to get it now why wait
Straight to the bag I chase
She said tommy elite
RAF Simmons on my feet
I'm trynna Murda this beat
She trynna murda my meat
Had to tell the bitch take a seat
Cuz I ain't trynna wet my sheets
Money all I need for a treat
Staying high geeked up geek
Nigga no sleep no leak
Ain't no place for the weak
Big jivu my team
Red dot lase wit a beam
Big gas got me gleamed
She a lil junky feen
When I hop out they scream
Tommy just hopped on scene
Tell that boy hush
(Be quiet)
Straight out the mud
I got that tech in my drink and them bands on me I run it up
Tell the boy wassup
Like nigga pull up
You don't want no smoke lil nigga you ain't trynna spill no blood
Bad bitch gone f*ck
Got a big ass butt
I'm trynna take her back to my place put the dick in her guts
Gon swallow this nut
Gon fall in love
Imma stay geeked with the pills and the drugs I fell in love
I'm sick of these niggas they pushin my buttons
These niggas be talking and flexin for nothin
We know that you broke you can stop all the fussin
As soon as they see you my shootas is bussin
Yo bitch at my crib so you know how I'm coming
I just gave her dick now she got a concussion
She geeking she f*cking she gushing she sucking
I'm hitting it once and that's end of discussion
Hop in the coupe I8
I'm on a high speed chase
Had to do it for my sake
Fake niggas what I hate
Finna air it out no break
I ain't even leave no trace
Had to get it now why wait
Straight to the bag I chase
Hop in the coupe I8
I'm on a high speed chase
Had to do it for my sake
Fake niggas what I hate
Finna air it out no break
I ain't even leave no trace
Had to get it now why wait
Straight to the bag I chase
I'm on a high speed chase
Had to do it for my sake
Fake niggas what I hate
Finna air it out no break
I ain't even leave no trace
Had to get it now why wait
Straight to the bag I chase
She said tommy elite
RAF Simmons on my feet
I'm trynna Murda this beat
She trynna murda my meat
Had to tell the bitch take a seat
Cuz I ain't trynna wet my sheets
Money all I need for a treat
Staying high geeked up geek
Nigga no sleep no leak
Ain't no place for the weak
Big jivu my team
Red dot lase wit a beam
Big gas got me gleamed
She a lil junky feen
When I hop out they scream
Tommy just hopped on scene
Tell that boy hush
(Be quiet)
Straight out the mud
I got that tech in my drink and them bands on me I run it up
Tell the boy wassup
Like nigga pull up
You don't want no smoke lil nigga you ain't trynna spill no blood
Bad bitch gone f*ck
Got a big ass butt
I'm trynna take her back to my place put the dick in her guts
Gon swallow this nut
Gon fall in love
Imma stay geeked with the pills and the drugs I fell in love
I'm sick of these niggas they pushin my buttons
These niggas be talking and flexin for nothin
We know that you broke you can stop all the fussin
As soon as they see you my shootas is bussin
Yo bitch at my crib so you know how I'm coming
I just gave her dick now she got a concussion
She geeking she f*cking she gushing she sucking
I'm hitting it once and that's end of discussion
Hop in the coupe I8
I'm on a high speed chase
Had to do it for my sake
Fake niggas what I hate
Finna air it out no break
I ain't even leave no trace
Had to get it now why wait
Straight to the bag I chase
Hop in the coupe I8
I'm on a high speed chase
Had to do it for my sake
Fake niggas what I hate
Finna air it out no break
I ain't even leave no trace
Had to get it now why wait
Straight to the bag I chase
Writer: Ethan Gulliford
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