Lyrics:
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
brain
In your jacket, in my truck
It's enough to make a motherfucker crazy, worried up
Beautiful girl, and you always get the best free drugs
I want
(bitch I don't need more)
We living so lit, shopping in France
While I spark some weed (imm Hmm)
Drive by, five men down (bitch)
Niggas clown a lot
down?
You can sit beside me in the middle seat
Baby I'll drive, you can kick up your feet
Feel that summer breeze and watch the world go by
No, I
more Jack, cause I feel a lil buzz flowin'
Maybe after dancin' I can get her in my truck smokin'
I ain't got a truck but shawty let me get your lungs
you go and do this time?
It's gonna be like it's gonna be
'Cause it's gonna play like it's gonna play
Count your blessings one by one
Baby this time
like this
I put wives at risk with a knife like this (ah)
Shit, you probably think I'm in your tape deck now
I'm in the back seat of your truck with
and bad titty job scars
I tried to beat the pussy up
But she beats the dick down
She killed someone, let me
Fuck, stole my truck, and split town
Thug bitch
hop over fence, I'm offended by co-defendants
Drink codeine for mornin' sickness
Your dad was a motherfuckin' snitch, so nigga, you were born
them by the 2's don't hit me up I ain't been in the mood Anti as fuck but they take it as rude get in the truck just to drive it as fast as I can Wonder
sweatpants
And right then girl, I knew you was just too bad
So I walked out to the truck just to clear your seat
When I'm pullin' out the yard I
'm coming back not a boy, but I'm still your son
My bones are shaking like a pickup truck
I'm alone tonight and I need some luck
I was out on the run, now
like once said, life aint for fakin
yo, you wit' me when I say duct tape 'em?
fuck waitin'
got the truck outside, Benz jeep for navigation
everything in
awakenin'
So like once said, life ain't for fakin
Yo, you wit' me when I say duct tape 'em?
Fuck waitin'
Got the truck outside, Benz jeep for navigation
lies
Look into your eyes
Tell you I was there
He don't care so I
So I take two more and drive
I don't wanna try, every single time
But I've been faded
to find out about your surroundings
The people, the feeling of being alive and breathing the air
The smiles you see at that point are the ones you should
just get by, but I'd give everything to see your hand in mine
The one that got away, to the one that stayed a while, I swear I'd drive this old truck
you're cashin' your rent check, know how to get busy
Go to the drive-through, run with a milkshake
Go to the supermarket, pocket a raw steak
I need
'Bout to swoop up all my friends in my lo lo, lo lo
One shotgun, four in the back
Smallest one on someone's lap
Drive thru window, droppin' stacks 'til
don't mix
I got bad bitches comin' by the twos like a Twix
Drive my Lambo like a Chevy on some rich nigga shit (skrrt)
You can't talk to my girl, she
'll show you the sights
You know you want to ride
On my garbage truck
Truck, truck, truck
We'll pass the mansions by
Drive right through the needle's
'll show you the sights
You know you want to ride
On my garbage truck
Truck, truck, truck
We'll pass the mansions by
Drive right through the needle's
paid? You wanna get laid?
Pimp Yearlings in 360 ways
Live your life in an ill real way
Got 6 rides in your little drive-way
You get mad puff-lie all day
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