[Verse: Young Sui]

If the speed limit 30 then you know I'm doin 6

But I gotta slow down cuz the boys think they slick

But I peeped em thru my tint

Cuz if I get a ticket I ain't bout to pay shit

Dropped 80 on a Q and even less on my fit

Ion need expensive clothes just to go and scoop ya chick

She dig a nigga steez and she prolly think I'm rich

Flic the metal on the bic and put a raw between my lips

I'm off in my thoughts like imaginary friends

Whole squad wit me and we deeper than a trench

Tryna meet ends like a vegetarian

If I'm at the function know I got some raws on me

Bad bitch and you know she got her paws on me

I said it once you ain't messin wit my squad homie

You ain't got cash you cannot hit my gas homie