Fast Life

Got me living that fast life

I think a n***a need to slow it down

Stack my paper get in and out

N***az know what I am talking about yeah

Oh might take your golds

Oh might take your s**t

Leave me your d**e and your girl

Might pimp on that b***h

Got a tech and I'm sprayin

Look man huh I'm just sayin

Cause I'm smiling and bustin

Y'all b***hes think that I'm playin

From the home of the trill

Cadillac and wood wheel

Bodies dropping when I'm p p poppin up in your grill

Give a s**t how you feel

B***h I'm cockin to buck

We could fight or just bust off these slugs

I could give a f**k yeah

High gone off that dro

B***h n***a what you know

So sick of being po' and tired

Then tired then po'

So get on flo'

H*e give me your dough

Oh catch the b blow

From this uh forty fo'

Me I be so tr trill

In this C Coupe Deville

Tr Tryin to s stack up a m mill

Before I g g get killed

Boys snortin them hills

Girls poppin them pills

Trying to buy some la love

In this world through dollar bills yeah

Vibe to the beat

Bust a swisha sweet

Fill it up with dro

N***a you know

What's about to take place in this smoked out atmosphere

All my real n***az sing it loud

Smoke smoke on

Get your swisha sweets n***a and

Smoke on smoke on