This is a song about "Riding a motorbike fast"

Accuse people of riding, we know you're a hypocrite

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Let's say we have a long night and a fast morning

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

I'ma knock 'em off like balance when you're riding with a saddle

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

I went fast as a car, vroom vroom

Little women be mommas, little niggas ain’t fathers

Even if i die i'll roll up riding a golden hearse

//this has a sorta fast flow

Hit the club she drop it low

Rapping fast like a florida tornado

I've been fly, i'd could probably show