Lyrics:
on coastal's
You ain't good at running game, maybe I should coach ya
Recorded lines, schools calling, I cannot await it
I just rather make the paper, they
, oh, woah
And he's still driving that 1970 hand-me-down truck
And he's stuck in high school
But this ain't high school
won't even let you niggas finish a fuckin' sentence
Call for my people like a school attendance
And then I strike with a fuckin' vengeance
Finger on my
Hoops, cars, big trucks
We ride rims that keep spinning (uh huh)
We stay so fly bandanas and cush linen
(uh huh) chain swing, pinky ring
Diamond
gonna give it up 'til I'm pushing up daisies
I'll be semi-crazy
I'm just a truck driving fool who never finished school
I got my learning at the old
Yo' own yard and a place to park
You want a truck and ride and a better life
A bigger crib and a home cooked meal
Every single night, he'll feel with
Cars and Lorries and trucks and trains
Vans and tractors, bikes and planes
Driving here
Driving there
Brrmmm brrmmm
Beep beep everywhere
Our red
to find her a load
She leased all but the trap, ponies can't graze a thing
Another bobtail of coastal ought to last them 'til spring
There were
road in that rusty gold
Old truck I drove in high school
Always playing chicken with the check engine light
Sent a twenty dollar bill
ZZ Top
While I’m fillin’ up the car at the truck stop
I was driving so fast, like I was in Talladega
The engines are howling just like an Omega
to (You need to)
Visit our schools
Rebuild our church and homes
Stop killin' my own kind
And leave my Earth alone
And stop tappin' my phone
to)
Fill our schools
Rebuild our church and homes
Stop killin' my own kind
And leave my Earth alone
And stop tappin' my phone
And searchin' my
Just to see you once
Now it's every day
And I don't know
How much more I can take
I've been dreaming of driving away
Clamping on the gas
On my way out
Yeah
Oh Yeah
Uh
Driving a truck (Hey)
Hardbody wolf with a drink in my cup (Hardbody truck)
Sticky I'm stuck (It's sticky)
Started to steeze and its
Something bout driving down by the county line ole pick up truck
Stuck in my heart on my mind Dirt Road and it
Takes me back so far in time young
Caribbean baby Ima take her to the islands
Man it's to the point that I don't even like driving
Cause I just copped a New Jet
Pilot like my dog that's a new
Old school McGraw coming out of my doors
Had to pull over, couldn't take it no more
Got this thing running in park, hazards lighting up the dark
I
clean
Well I was driving town
Tearing it down
Burning gas and feeling free
I didn't care it wasn't brand new
It still meant a lot to me
Every mile in
girl beside me, brother, brother, she was burning burning
Up walked a Baptist preachin' southern funky school teacher
She had a line on something
but you're breaking my heart
A fly over state or a coastal elite
Vacation home or a tent on the street
Pick up truck or an electric car
Champagne
due to have a few kids
It seems that inside of my school is a cool
Little tunnel that leads to
Twenty months to life
Can you tell me where the food is?
Automatic every morning
Hit me with your socials
A number's better like we're old school
I've been flying bi coastal
Tryna find a girl a kiss a god
chronic is green and kids jock the mainstream
Young kids never had a job and driving brand new cars
While Mexicans do cheap labor and work hard
The fakest
Just arrived
You hopped out of shotgun
And a few hours
Of driving got you stiff
Feel the coastal air that says
School is out
And summer's here
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