Lyrics:
love for my enemies
Pulling up with the top off
Man I feel like an outlaw
Always moving knowing where I'm headed
These niggas they still wouldn't get
My pappy said "Son your gonna drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop driving that hot rod Lincoln"
Have you heard the story of the hot rod race
straight through your man's plantano
You'll get a pushin rod for bein a rookie paw
And puttin your head in the next man cookie jar
We supportin,
hot When they shot me
Plotted my revenge
To increase my ends
Enemies gettin' dropped
Win or lose
Red or blue
We must all stay true
Play
Yeah it's 3pm on Boulevard
These niggas knowing I'm the wave
So I tote a rod
And everybody in my section
Known for pulling cards
I'm living large
I
My pappy said "Son your gonna drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop driving that hot rod Lincoln"
Have you heard the story of the hot rod race
Living on the edge like an outlaw
I'ma make it with or without y'all
I lead with the right like a Southpaw
Don't know me, gotta get out more
I've been
and feel the world spin we're going for a hot lap come on in!
Yeah I drive a shitbox
All you hear is rod knock
You should see the miles on the clock
Coming
Ring a ring a Rosie my pocket filled with heroes
Hot rod with me like my name is Moses
Came to spend it up like I'm tourist)x2
Glock be parting
ridiculous
'Lectric hobo, so now you know
Not to clock the Weeble Wobble hot rod gang,
Revelator big bang.
You can't hang with the heaviness's hung
that unicorn on the road to love!
I'm on the road, I'm on the road to love
I'm on the road, I'm on the road to love
Get your hot rods ready to rumble
ridiculous
'Lectric hobo, so now you know
Not clock the weeble wobble hot rod gang
Revelator, big bang!
You can't hang with the heaviness
That's hung
who we are, playin games build the fame
Even when they begging man you know I got the say
Feeling like an outlaw man I do it just like Rey
Even when u
turning to something
My type of day, buy a fishing rod, going fishing for nothing
Not in this life, in this life every day I go fishing
A day she's coming
pirate crew
They gotta off duty pirate crew
They got Harleys and hot rods in the car park,
I can show you something New
Punk Rocker a Doing the Greaser
an outlaw
Everything that I say coming out raw
Plenty niggas I know pulling up with a Glock and a key
Acting like they winning the game
Like they pulling
Ys why you do me like that daddy?
She know I'm a city boy
I'll be a hot boy all summer
Many girls on my rod
Yeah all summer
Catch me out with them
I got a red hot rod and I'll be taking it to the beach
I could be parking it up where the water laps up
And I'll be diving into deep
She said she'd
and keep that motherfucking rod
Dont make no motherfucking sense I got that blick up in my draws
Times was getting hard so bro nem start selling hard
Everything dead
Talking on bro catch a shot to your head
Pulling your plug you get put on that bed
He ran down the block you know that he fled
Like
tanka though, I'm talkin' micromachine
With micro aggressions in every thrust of my micro peen
Pass the vaseline, give your boy some lube
Hot dog! My
rap and you sound like them
They be like Ramo
Why you try to go against the boy when you know you not him
I be like Ramo
Bar for bar I'm pulling your
bash on the table glass, outlaw, regulate that, go hard man, no looking back
Hop hop like hop scotch, goon chilling on a hot block, bacon soda in a hot
derriere hairs wear my lines
Came strapped with tacks and hot wheel tracks, but never manned a hatchet
I'm never boujee, but I'm steady nasty ratchet
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