Lyrics:
Then get this right? I'm driving along man I'm driving as I'm driving,
I'm driving safely. I'm obeying the rules..of the road.
Whatever sign comes
the strong hands
Get green no Parsley
Damage shit like a car crash
Spit faster than your car dash
This rap I'ma fool with It
Watch what I do with it
Hit my
MOONBOY drop then I'm back on they ass
Fishtailed the whip and I still didn't crash
Laroi Glover how I get to the sack
Back to back hawks track
Left
living in a spaceship
High as fuck, don't give a fuck
Crash into the precinct
I can't drive
So I'm taking a while
You got me locked up in my feelings
By
it the hard way
And I stood on the corner back to the wall
I put the hood on my shoulder
Like a boulder, I'm finna crash something
Go get at your man
sorry nigga, heh, I'm tryna come home, hey!
Now when the phone start to click in, your words start to echo
Say you got to hang up but the man won't let
There was a thick set man with frog eyes
Who was standing by the door
And a little bald man with wing-nut ears
Was waiting in the car
Well Robert
but the Glock 10 was by the bed
I'll give my gun to India before I put it in your hand (man, what?)
I lost bro, I can't be happy 'til we creep up
tire
Made him crash
Now they comin' for ours, I hit the uey
While my man blast
Hit the passenger in the dome
Now his brain’s up on the dash
The driver
Whip I drive? Owned by me, wrists and neck, anti-freeze
Can it be? I'm who you dying to be'
Last of a dying breed, I'm Siamese
Twin pistol shooter
all
And by the model of my vehicle
You know that I ball
E92, but '91 the year that Tyler was spawned
And if I crash
I'm owing wheels like I'm a Vaughn
There was a thick set man with frog eyes
Who was standing by the door
And a little bald man with wing-nut ears
Was waiting in the car
Well Robert
Manhattan is an island
Like the women who are
Surrounded by children in a car
Surrounded by cars
Or Manhattan was a project
That projected the worst
to check the receipt
When them boys crash cars they
Just wreck it and leave
I’m six points in the stones vvs in the piece
Yankee to the back I’m still
For Fashion Week on my day off like Ferris
I'd smoke 'til both of my lungs go airless
And I'd crash a car every week
Driving so careless
My rings would
Street, either way,
Top of the car park,
Bunnin’ the haze,
This is the life that we chose,
So we gotta down this road,
At the end of the day,
Yeah,
Early
Yuh, all eyes on me when I walk up and enter
I'm finna go crash my car damn
I'm finna go get another fender
Okay, get big racks yes I'm a spender
, man
Pull up my gun
They ain't ready
For the Crackie
With the baddie
Right by his side
Shootin' up, up, Shootin' up
Better call your daddy next time
don't know if it was just because we just got into a crazy car crash
And could've died a couple of hours ago
But I'm in there and like you know I'm not
partied man, motha fuckers throwin' up,
motha fuckers fightin' and shitÂ…DJ was whackÂ…
damn bout to party by myself man. Just sit back here and chill out,
sick!
To see a black man gettin' paid on the regular
Car with the cellular, fellas I’m tellin' ya
I got plots and plans, pots and pans
Stocks
he's at home
He always hears voices when he's all alone
His wife took the kids, the car and the crib
In this man's world, so much for Women's Lib
New
nothin' from me
The decoy car is a crash test dummy
What follows is a hundred of 'em wrapped like a mummy
I'm from a big city
Tryna make a living
see, Im getting closer and closer to this pole then
(Car crash, Sirens)
Airbag goes off like a gun
Smoke from the engine starts to fill my lungs
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