Don't Want a DUI (feat. Cutty Boys)

Whoa, hm

I'ma, jump up in it when I wanna
Smoking good marijuana
Step up in it with Ray Jamz
And I'm fucking in your mama
I just turned her to my main dame
Jump in the car change lanes
That little bitch she a ratchet
Turn around make it clap
100 bands for my trap friends
Take off like Batman
They don't know how to approach 'em
Moving with stealth like I'm in a cloak but I'ma play her like Joker

Hm, come here
Pull ya panties to the side

I told ya I'ma fuck her when I wanna
Smoking good marijuana
Beating down like Bruno
And I'm fucking on your mama
I just turned her to my new hoe
She want me to knock down her walls
She just be making them calls
But, I do not answer at all
Told ya I'ma fuck her when I wanna
Smoking good marijuana
Beating down like Bruno
Pull your card like Uno
Money tall like Manute Bol

Yeah (Yeah)
Money talk (The money talks)
Huh

Uhh
2 chains like Titty Boy, 2 phones like Kevin Gates
Shorty better do what I say if she don't she getting Tory Lanez
Broke niggas stay out the way
Me and Ham Bome on a paper chase
Huh, in the cutty we can do the race
Huh, 2 door when I switch lanes
Scooped her up when I spit game
(Scooped up 'cause I spit game)
Now I jump in her when I wanna

I'ma, jump up in it when I wanna
Smoking good marijuana
Step up in it with Ray Jamz
And I'm fucking in your mama
I just turned her to my main dame

I'm tryna get high start my propellers
Counting this bank, 100 or better
All the paint they feeling the pressure
Digging they grave, Bome give me the shovel
Foot on the gas they under the peddle
Talking that war, we ain't marching with toys
You'll get hit with the chop, he ain't talking no more
Time to roll up 'cause a nigga get bored
Time to get high, who with me? All aboard!
Cops kill the high when they bust through the door
It was 448 had it all on the floor
Who the fuck was the rat? Cut the the tail off that boy
Chop down the block, 30 fly through his corpse
30 more coming to rip up his porch
You know how did it I'm smiling of course, yeah (Yeah)

Yeah (Woo)

I'm tryna get high start my propellers
Counting this bank, 100 or better
All the paint they feeling the pressure
Digging they grave, Bome give me the shovel
Give me the shovel

(I'm tryna get high)

I heard that pressure make diamonds or bust a pipe so you make a choice
I ain't say a word to that bitch but she say she loving the sound of my voice
Yes, I roll like a Royce
This is the best that is gets
Giving you more when you already lit
Weaving through traffic 'cause I got the grip
Wrap it in tint and put rims on my truck
I'll fuck yo bitch I'm the butt (What?)
Send her back home so she can make you supper
He tried to get in the way I ain't budge
You know when it's up that I don't give no fuck

Stay in your lane little nigga or duck
They know my face they don't like me like Trump
Pump in the back keep the Nina up front
Put a bounty on me bitch I'll never be touched
New bitch she thick make me lift when we fuck
Roach in the tray light me up when we done
Always on go need a slice of the cut (Okay)
Move like a boss, yeah we Roll like the mob
Yeah bitch, check out the pattern
I'm tryna get high way past the sky
Blowing them rings, something like Saturn
Slime nigga fly, no pterodactyl
I just told X to come through with the package I'm tryna get high

Start my propellers
Counting this bank, 100 or better
All the paint they feeling the pressure
Digging they grave, Bome give me the shovel
(I'm tryna get high, roll up the pressure)
Give me the shovel
(Down for whatever)
Give me the shovel