Solo the Dweeb - Lightspeed

So high think I'm finna die
I was broke had to hustle through my dinner time
Momma asked why I ain't living right
I don't know I trade my heart in for the sinner life
Going up with all my friends tonight
He hit the gas my whip turn into the enterprise
We want smoke cuz we gone bring the fire
I got the gang with me actin real uncivilized

So what's the problem
Where the smoke
Think a nigga fire fighting tryna spot em with the scope
They must really think we soft I ain't tryna let it go
Always fun to play with beef until there's shots up at you dome
Or your home
Wait
Lemme slow up
Going way too fast down Brooklyn
Bentley colored coca
Flipping off cops while passin by em
Speed down Saratoga
Smoking that strong if u ain't smell it
Need that dirty soda
Hol up my Fanta tasting different
Ima sexy loner
Ima flexy stoner
U ain't notice
I can't sweat you love
I'm tryna level up
I gotta focus
Till my checks is up
That nigga swear he tough
He gotta show us
Cuz this ghetto rough
They might just wet u up if you ain't foldin
Girl yous finer than muh-Fucka
But yous a blood sucka
Reserve my plates for gang and those with beef like fuddruckers
I been in this muh fucka
Since I was dumb younger
And im so close to eatin I can feel my son hunger
Girl yous finer than muh-Fucka
But yous a blood sucka
Reserve my plates for gang and those with beef like fuddruckers
I been in this muh fucka
Since I was dumb younger
And im so close to eatin I can feel my son hunger

So high think I'm finna die
I was broke had to hustle through my dinner time
Momma asked why I ain't living right?
I don't know! I trade my heart in for the sinner life
Going up with all my friends tonight
He hit the gas my whip turn into the enterprise
We want smoke cuz we gone bring the fire
I got the gang with me actin real uncivilized

Written by:
SoHaan Goss

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