Drive Slow

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See a couple of years later and I'm
Still mobbin with my niggas bruh
Still ain't got no license
This car ain't registered to me
I don't give no fucks f*ck em f*ck em damn
Drive slow Drive slow Drive slow Drive slow
Keep the weed on the low When we hit the road
Drive slow Drive slow Drive slow Drive slow
Keep the bottles on the low when we hit the road
Smoking past Miami's Heat like Danny Green
High as hell run through red's and stop on green
Waitin' for the stop sign just to turn green
While I'm waiting rolling, smoking and I'm burning greens
Got weed for sale, I'm wheeling and dealing
Check up under the seat all got bottles of Tequila
I'm callin' I pop in, I hop out da whip
While I'm copping a grip we ain't stopping fo pigs
Snatching the sense and I'm cashing these cheques
Back in all black man I gotta make this quick
Scale out an eighth on a paper chase
Gotta get money gotta get paid
Losing this weight like I'm getting in shape
Time to get money no time to get laid
No time for jakes no time for the raids
No time for the dogs that can smell me a mile away
What the f*ck can I say?
Got the pistol tucked away
Bitches poking through my stash and diggin' through my bags
Get the f*ck out my business while I'm riding round I'm getting it
No time for these friendships Just me and my niggas
Byob that's bring yo own bitches
And If ya look suspecious red flag on ya head like software that's malicious
Drive slow Drive slow
Keep the weed on the low When we hit the road
Drive slow Drive slow
Keep the bottles on the low when we hit the road
They call me something else
They call me like I'm hell
Jesus be my savior Satan come help
Demons ain't been dealt
Heathens so I kinda yell
Schools ringing hear the bell
Should I smoke this weed
Should I pick a book and read
Should I make like trees and leaf
Father must be seeds and Now I'm seedless
Thanking Jesus I ain't breeding
Cause if I was I couldn't piece it
Believe that I ain't leaving
We smoke that joint we toke that blunt
Them bitches get the point this ain't fuckin' love what
Drive slow Drive slow Drive slow Drive slow
Keep the bottles on the low when we hit the road
Drive slow Drive slow Drive slow Drive slow
Man I'm love drunk when I like to hit the road
Hoowwohhaahh
Gaddaammnn
I mean these niggas are still at it man
They don't even have no license
I'm not even sure if their legally qualified to drive
They ain't even take their road test beginners test
Nothing man
No studying for these niggas
Yeah

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