Carpool

Blunt wraps on the floor of a truck with risque lady mud flaps
Taken on the hood were some thirst traps and 8 second snaps
Spilled vanilla frappes and backhand full force slaps

Horrendous story with grim details quite gorey
And that new album by Raury on the way to a graffiti filled quarry

Late for my class but i heard another morning tale about my old lass which was very crass
And made me wanna use a new knuckle set of brass

Got my hand to stick on a newly swiped piece of plastic
Enough for a coughed up blood drip and a new whip

Brakes busted because the nuts busted
But I am not trusted due to the direction in which I had been thrusted
Daily noon walk to work as I pass the nice cars at the Quirk
And get a side eye from the clerk who knows I can't purchase, what a jerk!

No more rides with nostalgic personalities
No more putting all my chips and cards on fallacies
No more bumper stickers saying save the bees
No more going healthy without a car to my keys



Credits
Writer(s): Connor Scribner
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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