speedin - souq lyrics
[intro]
huh, huh, huh, huh
huh, huh, huh, lil’ b*tch, yuh (huh, huh, huh*huh)
[chorus]
yuh, i’m wit’ my twin (yuh)
bi* bih, we in a matte black srt, boy (t, bih)
yuh, all this juggin’ bih, i got all these racks on me, what? (got these racks, yuh)
bih, i’m ridin’ in the h*llcat, b*tch, i’m lookin’ ’round for opps
yo* you can keep that f*ckin’ b*tch, bro, ’cause i’m not gon’ cuff no bops (cuff no bops, nah)
lil’ bro watched me f*ck his b*tch, and i ain’t e’en take off my socks (ha ha)
i jus’ hop up in that jag’, get to spinnin’ sh*t, i’m speedin (on god)
i said ‘f*ck a h*llcat’, bro, lil’ b*tch, i want a demon’ (yuh)
go* got this freak bih in my room, and that b*tch drinkin’ all my s*m*n (drink that sh*t, bih)
ha, pop out right out that cut, wit’ that heat on me (pop out, yuh)
these boys not tryn’ f*ck wit’ my mans, ’cause that bl!ck gon’ squeeze, yuh (no they not)
yuh, b*tch i’m ridin’ in that bentley wit’ the leather seats (leather seats, b*tch)
i go* i got this bad b*tch in my room, she get right on her knees (on god)
jus’ hit up my dms if you want a feat, that sh*t be free (sh*t bе free, what?)
i jus’ wanna crack that b*tch, she beg for it, yeah, shе like ‘baby please’ (she like ‘please)
[verse]
bih, i’m gettin’ tired of all this sh*t, b*tch, i jus’ been through it, for real (on god)
bro really got a chop’, he gon’ use it, he gon’ k!ll ya (yuh)
way too fried in this whip, i’m like ‘bro just take the wheel’, yuh (way too fried, bih)
i’m like f*ck that bih who left me, i don’t e’en know how to feel, yuh (f*ck that bih, yuh)
[bridge]
f*ck that bih, yuh, f*ck that bih, what? (i’m like, i’m like, f*ck that bih, yuh)
f*ck that huh, f*ck that huh, f*ck that bih, yuh (i’m like, huh, i’m like, huh, f*ck that bih, huh)
i said f*ck, b*tch i’m speedin’ in that truck (huh, f*ck, f*ck that bih, yuh)
i see a opp, i’ma light that up (f*ck)
i got a bl!ck, and the bih, gon’ clutch (b*tch, what?)
[chorus]
yuh, i’m wit’ my twin (yuh)
bi* bih, we in a matte black srt, boy (t, bih)
yuh, all this juggin’ bih, i got all these racks on me, what? (got these racks, yuh)
bih, i’m ridin’ in the h*llcat, b*tch, i’m lookin’ ’round for opps
yo* you can keep that f*ckin’ b*tch, bro, ’cause i’m not gon’ cuff no bops (cuff no bops, nah)
lil’ bro watched me f*ck his b*tch, and i ain’t e’en take off my socks (ha ha)
i jus’ hop up in that jag’, get to spinnin’ sh*t, i’m speedin (on god)
i said ‘f*ck a h*llcat’, bro, lil’ b*tch, i want a demon’ (yuh)
go* got this freak bih in my room, and that b*tch drinkin’ all my s*m*n (drink that sh*t, bih)
ha, pop out right out that cut, wit’ that heat on me (pop out, yuh)
these boys not tryn’ f*ck wit’ my mans, ’cause that bl!ck gon’ squeeze, yuh (no they not)
yuh, b*tch i’m ridin’ in that bentley wit’ the leather seats (leather seats, b*tch)
i go* i got this bad b*tch in my room, she get right on her knees (on god)
jus’ hit up my dms if you want a feat, that sh*t be free (sh*t be free, what?)
i jus’ wanna crack that b*tch, she beg for it, yeah, she like ‘baby please’
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