Lyrics

Take the wheel I'm going driving The Wind is still We in control We out here We don't want violence Practice what you preach Before you fuck with me Take the wheel I'm going driving The Wind is still We in control We out here We don't want violence Practice what you preach Before you fuck with me Before your you fuck with me Before you fuck with me Before you fuck with me Before you fuck with me You look damn good Just in case you need a boost Take a look in the mirror Just in case you need proof You can come to my house Just in case you need a roof We can go ride around In my infinite coupe Put this song on infinite loop About to hit it with the DDT Go around fuck around With the NPCs The bitch ass robots like CP3 Old McDonald had a farm And he sold cds Need to upgrade get the new MP3 Couple nudes couple bootleg dvds Pretty soon we're getting sued by the CDC They caught Gordo Trying to leave with the DMT They seen me Trying to flee with the TNT Get it now before you see it on TMZ The power level DBZ on PCP No PhD but ADHD It's running though my veins Like THC it's all GHG And for the free meet GOD and get DOA'd on your bday Find your ass on the freeway I'm relaxed with a briefcase Promise it's going to be ok Cashing chips like it's Frito-Lay Only stepping out with its Dday Take the wheel I'm going driving The wind is still We in control We out here We don't want violence Practice what you preach Before you fuck with me Before your you fuck with me Before you fuck with me Before you fuck with me Before you fuck with me I'm just trying to earn my dividends Out here rolling up the lumber While I river dance Top of the morning At the market With the militants This artillery is heavy Getting triggering Feeling all goofy Heyucking oooo weeee Gushers and Chewys I'm a kid again Got by Mi scoozu A scholar Schooled dream Dropped out Rejuvenated idiot Now troubles always brewing Coffee on my stove The dumb dumbs getting dalmer Going cannibal On a ball to catch 'em all I think we can evolve The Hat trick soccer kick With a big ass goal And this fiasco Just might be a ghost Hallucinogenics got me spitting Like bleached asshole Swear I might jump through the building Breaking the window Picking up the shattered pieces I can rebuild on And this vital, pyro High noted, fly zone Cushioned slides In my robe But I'm all Glistened glided thrill ride On ice slopes It's a vibe that I broke The mile stone Trip or try we'll fear not Here I go Big bow tie like bill nye A science Sayonara red eye through my scope Tapped yo phone You can't stop the maestro Take the wheel I'm going driving The Wind is still We in control We out here We don't want violence Practice what you preach Before you fuck with me Before your you fuck with me Before you fuck with me Before you fuck with me Before you fuck with me
Writer(s): Lamar Gordon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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