High Speed (Prod. Marcelo, Gin$eng, & Riclaflare)

[Verse 1: Hella Sketchy]
Fresh out of the bank, got another check
All these fakes in my way 'cause I'm up next
I ain't 'bout to mess with y'all, that's too much stress
Keep my focus on the guap 'cause I'm obsessed
Ice cold, Maserati that I pull up
Two racks on my lap and a double cup
Run it up, run it up, I'm too geeked up
Run it up, run it up, I'm too geeked up
[Verse 2: Lil Wintr]
I be swerving past the opps, boy I'm never gonna stop, yeah
Gotta chase a bag, sippin' lean, never caught, yeah
Pull up, Maserati, b**** I'm 'bout to be on top
Boolin' with my stacks, boy you know how I rock
Doubled up shorty, I be pourin' up the drank
B**** I'm swervin' in the whip, blowin' gas out the tank
B**** I'm up on top, I be passing all the ranks
While you sitting down below, counting checks, they all blank
[Verse 3: Shiro]
I can't love a hoe, I be on go
You can't see me glo, I be on my own
Never doing shows but I'm still gon' blow
Sick of all these clones, they won't leave me 'lone
Sick of all these b****** by my lonely in the coupe
Never care 'bout me, so I give no f*** 'bout you
Never counting green, b**** I'm only stacking blue
Never sippin' drink, but I'm rollin' up the glue
[Verse 4: Marcelo]
Yeah yeah, lil' shawty wanna hop up in my ride, yeah
Only if you wanna be right by my side, yeah
I ain't even trying to waste your time
Baby I'd be lying if I said you weren't a dime
I ain't even in my prime, no no
I ain't even really trying, no no
I just stack my green to the sky
You think that you flexin', that's a lie