Drive
I'm chilling with your bitch
She asks what I do
I told her I rap
She passed me the aux cord
I don't even listen to myself
She said play me that tape boy
How long does it take boy
I could wait boy and listen
The speakers are metro boomin in a civic
She feel it in her feels my eyes filming
She hear me mind tripping like I've seen it
She keeps on playing back the track all in
How come you don't call any shots offa this
Should be balling like Iverson
Grown music but you so young
I love Jet Lee but you the one
She loves Jet Lee but I'm the one
Now she tells me I sound like 6lack Thugger Kendrick and Cole
Don't compare me to them you degrading my soul
With all due respect I sound like myself
Bitch don't kill my vibe now
So much fun
Just enjoy the ride
Just enjoy the time
Quickly multiplying minutes to an hour kissing from a touch
Kissing from a touch
Shout outs to everyone who supports my music and really listen to it
And really takes it to heart
I love you
Last time you heard me on this kinda vibe I was feeling different
She resonates with the love and hate cause we both villians in our feels
Our feelings ain't got no limits
This shit for losers who never knew what cool was
Music for you to view us as consumers commuters and creatives
Not just geeks infront of computers
Man I hate this paintless portrait that's pain on a canvas
Rapper painting pictures on silence My vibe is violent
Sending y'all to early retirement
Infinite how I leave with it
Thoughts beyond human sense
Go beyond human elements alien immigrant
Touring itinerant music merchant with superlative rhymes none equivalent
Grandiloquent speech when I speak
My pen can put an x on him and him
What if Eminem had joined the Xmen then
How would you survive
Could your pen end him
Would you come back alive
We still in the car
On a road to nowhere
Where we going is far
We live in the moment
Now we living like Kodak black Switch cars in the mazda and we zooming
I'm chilling with your bitch
She asks what I do
I told her I rap
She passed me the aux cord
I don't even listen to myself
She said play me that tape boy
How long does it take boy
I could wait boy and listen
The speakers are metro boomin
She asks what I do
I told her I rap
She passed me the aux cord
I don't even listen to myself
She said play me that tape boy
How long does it take boy
I could wait boy and listen
The speakers are metro boomin in a civic
She feel it in her feels my eyes filming
She hear me mind tripping like I've seen it
She keeps on playing back the track all in
How come you don't call any shots offa this
Should be balling like Iverson
Grown music but you so young
I love Jet Lee but you the one
She loves Jet Lee but I'm the one
Now she tells me I sound like 6lack Thugger Kendrick and Cole
Don't compare me to them you degrading my soul
With all due respect I sound like myself
Bitch don't kill my vibe now
So much fun
Just enjoy the ride
Just enjoy the time
Quickly multiplying minutes to an hour kissing from a touch
Kissing from a touch
Shout outs to everyone who supports my music and really listen to it
And really takes it to heart
I love you
Last time you heard me on this kinda vibe I was feeling different
She resonates with the love and hate cause we both villians in our feels
Our feelings ain't got no limits
This shit for losers who never knew what cool was
Music for you to view us as consumers commuters and creatives
Not just geeks infront of computers
Man I hate this paintless portrait that's pain on a canvas
Rapper painting pictures on silence My vibe is violent
Sending y'all to early retirement
Infinite how I leave with it
Thoughts beyond human sense
Go beyond human elements alien immigrant
Touring itinerant music merchant with superlative rhymes none equivalent
Grandiloquent speech when I speak
My pen can put an x on him and him
What if Eminem had joined the Xmen then
How would you survive
Could your pen end him
Would you come back alive
We still in the car
On a road to nowhere
Where we going is far
We live in the moment
Now we living like Kodak black Switch cars in the mazda and we zooming
I'm chilling with your bitch
She asks what I do
I told her I rap
She passed me the aux cord
I don't even listen to myself
She said play me that tape boy
How long does it take boy
I could wait boy and listen
The speakers are metro boomin
Credits
Writer(s): Mokoka Ratshefola
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