Testo Speedy Gonzales

G and 5, stock clip in my mirror
Choppers in them hotties, we be strikin' out in chair rows
Soon as we get the footage on my
Posted close friends, only blockin' thotties and the weirdos
No furniture inside my slapbox, did some silk drapes
Two AK-47s, nine Glock in the milk crate
3-60 cam inside of the coupe, feel like
A new GLE-63, welcome to the Glee Club That's pretty much the size of it
20 grits for 900, fuck your bitch embarrassin' something
Brody call it free publicity
Sold everything that you can think of
Them niggas ain't no hitters, just a bunch of petty street thugs

Sold so many Tangerines that I got peach fuzz
Now we pushin' Bentley GTs with the mink rugs
Four Cubans, know I had the Louis Vuitton hoodie
My youngin' move the pack faster than a speedin' bullet

Pew, Speedy Gonzales, we shake the bed record time and do the most numbers
All of these ice balls, it's finna be a cold summer
Runnin' through them racks quicker than a roadrunner
I'm talkin' Flash Gordon, down the way, sold a thousand blues at the sunny Pew, Speedy Gonzales, we shake the bed record time and do the most numbers

Skidded, that's why they call me "Lego"
They know I keep that M1, hot sauce and A.O.
Lotta dollars bustin' U-eys on that one-way dead-end block
With 90,000 in my Subies, pushin' Cane like a cripple
Before I caught the wave from the ripple
Just know before the pain come the drizzle
Switchin' lanes in the rental, let my piece off the chain from the camera
Slide with this mini-drake, that's extendo
I go eye to eye with the stove
Hot plate in my utensils, whole thang on the menu
Know that flame been rekindled off a plane viewin' Kendall
Rolly fully banged, came from playin' with the Brindle
A nigga played with James, blow his brains on the window
28-5-4, pancakin' up a griddle on a late night show
No thanks to Jimmy Kimmel, comin' up on 94
Tailgatin' for them scribbles, momma raised the drugs on hill
Raisin' four McNickels

Pew, Speedy Gonzales, we shake the bed record time and do the most numbers
All of these ice balls, it's finna be a cold summer
Runnin' through them racks quicker than a roadrunner
I'm talkin' Flash Gordon, down the way, sold a thousand blues at the sunny
Pew, Speedy Gonzales, we shake the bed record time and do the most numbers