High Speed Chase 1 (Strong Armed Robbery Freestyle)

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, the fuck! Hey y'all ain't gon' catch me, I got 6 speeds bitch! Ain't no catching me nigga, V12 shit Bitch! Squad! [Verse 1] High speed chase, 100 grand cash on me 500 crack jabs on me Pop a molly do the dash on em I get away imma laugh on em M6 blew a bag on em Twin MACs 25 cash on em On the interstate swerving out a KIA No knowing if death's coming for me today Got a bag gotta beat the case Nuff bread i could pass a out whole fucking KIA date I pray to God Chief get away He in a Maserati so if they catch him it ain't gonna be the day I got a gun I don't need a safe You can catch me in the hood like Suge, yeah I be with apes Exit on Roswell, they went the other way Got a bag full of money ain't no other way I know they got my line tapped there ain't gonna be no talking Lay low for 2 weeks i gotta spot [?] Feds got me real Rick Rossing, web searching So I can murder every motherfucker talking Blow em down now i'm picking coffins Matter of fact imma have the motherfucker swimming with the dolphins Drug raid up in Minnesota 100 thousand dollar bond they catch me on this shit it's over Got niggas up out Cali pushing hella cola Net worth got a plug up in [?] Cost a lot of chimps on my shoulder Fredo hit me with a brick broke it down made all borders Got me riding around in a Range Rovers Fredo hit me with a brick broke it down made all borders Got me riding around in a Range Rovers [Bridge] Hey... Never thought... It would come to this... But watch me... Fuck you, sucker [Verse 2] Flying through the hundreds every district on my bumper Everybody out, getting in for the summer Money out the window got the crowd going bonkers Fuck the boppas i make it rain cause I'm a stunner Got away free thanks to my godmama Threw my Llama in the bushes with all of my commas Road block up ahead I ain't going under Too many guns if I Instagram em it will stun you In the words of my nigga Plies imma burn you Switch cars got my Louis' on blowing ganja My baby mama met us right of a 111 Pulled off smooth, not looking for no attention She was in a Beemer the same color of [?] All black .40, a clip 30 extended Pulled up to your home, murder your woman Leave the shorties alive, let em tell you I did it Shoot at me and make it, I'm lurking no I'm in prison... shit... Y'all get the picture right? [Outro]