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letra de high speed music - sosa marley

[intro]
yeah, mmm
money, look in the house, shake
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
got tired of the same sh-t, ridin’ with switchy
i’m not on the tray, i’m out in the a
out in the hot, tryna catch his face
we bail out, blake, 4d with a drake
lil’ sh-t got caught, turned his ass to a date
i’m still p-ssed off, he want no face
if he stayed on the game, he won’t got chased
he tried to fit in, should’ve stayed out the way
if jays get my hand, i ain’t tappin’ no brakes
this high speed, we make you do the race

[verse 2]
i ain’t duckin’ no opp, i’m duckin’ the case
cbd on thick, ain’t doin’ no waitin’
when she see bucks, lil’ b-tch get naked
only wanted the neck, ain’t need go fake
men gon’ say sh-t, masked up like jays
but when we pop out, they go put up
we chase sh-t down and send sh-t up
a new opp pack, we rolled him up
or he got caught, we flamed him up
[verse 3]
his ass so dirty, that sh-t was tough
come up the wall, we f-ck some up
we got grown men ridin’ there with guns
my three omgs won’t go for none
and we ain’t f-cked up ’bout no fun
this lil’ b-tch teach some fire, hun
she gave it up, i still cracked bond
then f-cked her friend, lil’ two-for-one
these hoes be dope, won’t go for none

[verse 4]
this ass, our team bring out the fun
twelve hit bnb, i lost my gun
came back with a murder, that sh-t ain’t none
a built-in piece on back of my gun
but start with that drake sh-t, n-ggas ain’t drank sh-t
come through that b-tch and i love her for murder
this hollow ain’t missin’, he thought it was finished
i spin back around, ain’t dump this mission

[bridge]
i’m thirsty to k!ll, ain’t got no feelings
you wanna be nosy, we k!llin’ the witness
when i’m in the booth, i’m back to the business
when i’m in the hot, i’m thinkin’ ’bout k!llin’
face down, i pop out, get busy
got low from the b-tch, these hoes be silly
if they hit the light, ducky, two sections
ain’t bumpin’ no curve, watch he get busy
[verse 5]
they spin through that, i’m gettin’ too dizzy
when he post up, hit his ass with the drizzy
for all of them tweets, i’m givin’ ’em plenty
like thirteen shots, not one too many
i’m slayin’ this n-gga, it’s a bundle, n-gga
shorty a b-tch, he ain’t on sh-t
i’m stackin’ this cheese, i’m tryna get rich
strap that buck, get hip, these switches

[verse 6]
chase him down when he heard them glitches
n-ggas ain’t never did sh-t, but they tricked
we asked around, them n-ggas been b-tches
when these n-ggas thought they was gorillas
they was actin’ hot, sh-t too, they had to feel it
b-tch, i’m not duck, i ain’t doin’ no runnin’
i’ll make your ass duck like your mama or somethin’
glock too hot, be heatin’ sh-t up
old ass n-gga, then clean this sh-t up

[verse 7]
you on one leg, so i know you f-cked
trips down, knowin’ our brains get bust
four more to go, ’cause one ain’t enough
we round like three, four, switchin’ the cars
you only got one, you ain’t makin’ it far
we get free shots, but it’s like the bop
shorty got lit, he a sh-t-talkin’ star
[verse 8]
got tired of the same sh-t, ridin’ with switchy
i’m not on the tray, i’m out in the a
we out in the hot, tryna catch his face
we bail out, blake, 4d with a drake
lil’ sh-t got caught, turned his ass to a date
i’m still p-ssed off, he want no face
he should’ve stayed on the game, he won’t got chased
he tried to fit in, should’ve stayed out the way

[outro]
mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
b-tch, i’m in the way
yeah, mali touch your b-lls
yeah, mali touch your b-lls
mali touch your b-lls
m.g. sh-t
d-mn
i’m out with your n-gga

- sosa marley

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