This is a song about "Too quick"

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

You're going under quick, that's life

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

We went back to my place real quick,

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

Too a quick morsel/slick with the writs also/you a rookie me im all pro/

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

Cuz i should know don't be too quick to trust

I'mma make it rain trick

No denying he is quick

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic

Killing these niggas off quick

 it didn't need to be so quick,

Same thing with this music

I was on my sway shit

Spit shit quick its a hit