Yungstaxx - Highspeed Lyrics

Hellcat or the Trackhawk
Fuck around move at a high speed
Bad hoes don't excite me
Need a good girl for my psyche
Run a bag up in my Nike's
All the ice on like it's hockey
Got a bad bitch tryna come bite me yeah
I copped the chain cus it's icy yeah
I'm with the gang we move militant
Lost my homie, he dead, he was innocent
No escape if you always be in this shit
Moving fast in the V for adrenaline
And my best friend is Hamilton, Benjamin's
I ain't fucking with love it ain't genuine
Smoke the za man I use it like medicine
Tryna get out the streets it was menacing
Gotta watch who you with I seen bodies drop
Gotta watch what you say cus you gon' get popped
Keep the shit on my hip and this ain't a prop
Treat that boy like a foreign, they drop his top
Keep my mouth if I ever see a cop
I got pain in my eyes cus I seen a lot
Miss my nigga I wish that he was alive
You ain't feel no pain until ya homie die
I know that my uncle a dope fiend
They think that we crazy we smoke weed
He froze up that nigga got cold feet
Only aim for the head don't hit no knees
And my bitch yea she bad and boujee
She get what she want she don't know what that no mean
And they say I'm too nice but I'm real mean
Tryna get to my homie, gotta kill me
Yeah
Bust down, Bust down
Them niggas ain't gang
Them niggas can't come round
I done put em on mute don't hear no sound
Gotta cover ya ears cus them drums loud
Yeah I'm getting litter and richer
I kick it with bitches and shit like I'm Kung Lao
Shawty hit up my phone she like oh wow
She just hate on the kid cus I'm so wild
Yeah I'm getting cheddy, my niggas move fetty
I cut off that bitch cus my bitch is too petty
I seen so much O's like I'm eating spaghetti
They see that I'm popping, they popping confetti
You say that you with it you better come ready
My bitch she got cake so I call my bitch Betty
Know I stay with the cheese like I be in the deli
I count up the racks till my palms get sweaty
Don't fuck with my niggas, my niggas all deadly
I'm lit as shit fucking that bitch in a telly
Doing this rap to put food in my belly
Ain't Sincere with her Buns cus I fucked her already
Surrounding by cream I count Benji's in Jerrys
Make money like Marlon up in the Carlton
This ain't a movie but shit gon get Scary
After I fuck her the bitch can't get near me
Tryna be up in the flashing lights
Like Ye no I can't do photos
Bitch what I'm rocking can't afford those
What I'm ride up in, it don't got four doors
Way I'm balling I feel like I'm playing OT
Fell in a love with a bitch her name Coco
What you need my Cuz got for the low low
Me, my niggas we always in go mode
Hellcat or the Trackhawk
Fuck around move at a high speed
Bad hoes don't excite me
Need a good girl for my psyche
Run a bag up in my Nike's
All this ice on like it's hockey
Got a bad bitch tryna come bite me yeah
I got the chain cus it's icy yeah
Hellcat or the Trackhawk
Fuck around move at a high speed
Bad hoes don't excite me
Need a good girl for my psyche
Run a bag up in my Nike's
All this ice on like it's hockey
Got a bad bitch tryna come bite me yeah
I got the chain cus it's icy yeah
Bust down, Bust down
Them niggas ain't gang
Them niggas can't come round
I done put em on mute don't hear no sound
Gotta cover ya ears cus them drums loud
Yeah I'm getting litter and richer
I kick it with bitches and shit like I'm Kung Lao
Shawty hit up my phone she like oh wow
She just hate on the kid cus I'm so wild

Hellcat or the Trackhawk
Fuck around move at a high speed
Bad hoes don't excite me
Need a good girl for my psyche
Run a bag up in my Nike's
All the ice on like it's hockey
Got a bad bitch tryna come bite me yeah
I copped the chain cus it's icy yeah
I'm with the gang we move militant
Lost my homie, he dead, he was innocent
No escape if you always be in this shit
Moving fast in the V for adrenaline
And my best friend is Hamilton, Benjamin's
I ain't fucking with love it ain't genuine
Smoke the za man I use it like medicine
Tryna get out the streets it was menacing
Gotta watch who you with I seen bodies drop
Gotta watch what you say cus you gon' get popped
Keep the shit on my hip and this ain't a prop
Treat that boy like a foreign, they drop his top
Keep my mouth if I ever see a cop
I got pain in my eyes cus I seen a lot
Miss my nigga I wish that he was alive
You ain't feel no pain until ya homie die
I know that my uncle a dope fiend
They think that we crazy we smoke weed
He froze up that nigga got cold feet
Only aim for the head don't hit no knees
And my bitch yea she bad and boujee
She get what she want she don't know what that no mean
And they say I'm too nice but I'm real mean
Tryna get to my homie, gotta kill me
Yeah
Bust down, Bust down
Them niggas ain't gang
Them niggas can't come round
I done put em on mute don't hear no sound
Gotta cover ya ears cus them drums loud
Yeah I'm getting litter and richer
I kick it with bitches and shit like I'm Kung Lao
Shawty hit up my phone she like oh wow
She just hate on the kid cus I'm so wild
Yeah I'm getting cheddy, my niggas move fetty
I cut off that bitch cus my bitch is too petty
I seen so much O's like I'm eating spaghetti
They see that I'm popping, they popping confetti
You say that you with it you better come ready
My bitch she got cake so I call my bitch Betty
Know I stay with the cheese like I be in the deli
I count up the racks till my palms get sweaty
Don't fuck with my niggas, my niggas all deadly
I'm lit as shit fucking that bitch in a telly
Doing this rap to put food in my belly
Ain't Sincere with her Buns cus I fucked her already
Surrounding by cream I count Benji's in Jerrys
Make money like Marlon up in the Carlton
This ain't a movie but shit gon get Scary
After I fuck her the bitch can't get near me
Tryna be up in the flashing lights
Like Ye no I can't do photos
Bitch what I'm rocking can't afford those
What I'm ride up in, it don't got four doors
Way I'm balling I feel like I'm playing OT
Fell in a love with a bitch her name Coco
What you need my Cuz got for the low low
Me, my niggas we always in go mode
Hellcat or the Trackhawk
Fuck around move at a high speed
Bad hoes don't excite me
Need a good girl for my psyche
Run a bag up in my Nike's
All this ice on like it's hockey
Got a bad bitch tryna come bite me yeah
I got the chain cus it's icy yeah
Hellcat or the Trackhawk
Fuck around move at a high speed
Bad hoes don't excite me
Need a good girl for my psyche
Run a bag up in my Nike's
All this ice on like it's hockey
Got a bad bitch tryna come bite me yeah
I got the chain cus it's icy yeah
Bust down, Bust down
Them niggas ain't gang
Them niggas can't come round
I done put em on mute don't hear no sound
Gotta cover ya ears cus them drums loud
Yeah I'm getting litter and richer
I kick it with bitches and shit like I'm Kung Lao
Shawty hit up my phone she like oh wow
She just hate on the kid cus I'm so wild