Posts

[Chorus]
High speed chase, yeah, I get away
Now I'm here thinkin' that was close
I make a play then I'm ghost
My niggas turn opps into posts
I don't do this off posts, you do the most on the net, catch your ass then you're toast
Bleach in the trap, yeah it's gross
We do it better and it shows

[Verse 1]
We do it better and it's facts
Bro got the bid right under his shirt, you can't see 'cause you know it's compact
Opp on my ass, can't lack
Jakes on my ass, can't slip
One hand on the wheel and my eye in the rearview, and my next hand on my stick
Screaming out "Free young Wick"
(Screaming out "Free young 9ine")
The young steppers puttin' work on the range, it's okay 'cause you know they'll be home soon time
You better stay silent, don't while
Stop bawl out my name like rats
You're gonna get me twined
Press play, rewind
I'm passin' the rock, that's dimes

[Chorus]
High speed chase, yeah, I get away
Now I'm here thinkin' that was close
I make a play then I'm ghost
My niggas turn opps into posts
I don't do this off posts, you do the most on the net, catch your ass then you're toast
Bleach in the trap, yeah it's gross
We do it better and it shows

[Verse 2]
Like wait, hold up
Your girl's in the cut, yeah, she chose
I didn't even up it and he froze
Seen the flash like a picture when he posed
Swear the plug's always droppin' off loads
Swear the T's like a river how it flows
All these kids tryna steal all my flows
Got them young niggas throwin' up 4s
And these dumb bitches givin' out lo's (Bap, bap)
Yeah, see the hole through his clothes
I'm on the go, I'm on the go
You can't come around if you told
You gotta stay silent, don't fold
You gotta stay silent don't-

[Chorus]
High speed chase, yeah, I get away
Now I'm here thinkin' that was close
I make a play then I'm ghost
My niggas turn opps into posts
I don't do this off posts, you do the most on the net, catch your ass then you're toast
Bleach in the trap, yeah it's gross
We do it better and it shows