Don't Text and Drive

Don't text while you drive
Based freestyle
You know I gotta show love to the new artists, man
Get on they songs, you feel me, show love, man

Don't text while you drive
Don't text while you drive
Don't text while you drive
I'm tryna stay alive

Don't text while you drive
Don't text while you drive
Don't text while you drive
'Cause I'm tryna stay alive

Chill back, chill out
Get off yo phone, get out
Chill back and chill out
If you on yo phone, get out!
Get the hell up out my car
Because you textin' on yo phone
While you drivin' in the car
You better leave me alone
You ain't my friend
Textin while you drivin'
You ain't my friend
You ain't tryna stay alive
How would you think that that's cool?
Lil B's my friend
He said stay in school
Lil B's my friend
The BasedGod, he got knowledge
Never went to college but he said "Go to college"
Get yo education and don't text on the phone
Get yo education
(G.E.D)
Get yo education
(P.H.D)
Get yo education
'Fore you go to another place
Outter space
(TYBG)
It's Lil B, let's get it

Get sent to jail or get sent to hell
There's a place for you, it's purgatory
Textin' while you drivin'
Swervin' and collidin'
Into other cars on the highway
Reducin' chance of survivin'
Heart stop, spirit fly away
Now you boarded up like Rodman
Eyes up, put your phone down
Focus on the road, need control now
Drivin' fast need to slow down
'Fore you cause a crash in Motown
From my city to yo town
Bo Scaggs, here's the lowdown
If you don't know, then you know now
There's enough tickets to go round
Some folks don't learn the lesson 'till they hit a stone like Sly
'Till hit a pole and cry
Or 'till they run into a semi
'Cause you know I'd rather walk a thousand miles
Than to see you text and drive
And it's not unusual to have a crash and die
Been BasedWorld since 20-11
Me and Tony at the 7-11
You text and drive then its 7th Heaven
You can be a atheist or a reverend
Death has no discrimination
When you text and drive
Car insurance too high
Now you now you know why

Two phones, but I'm not swervin'
They always broke, Kyrie Irving
One for business, one for servin'
In my bag, could have named me Birkin
That's for my shortie, exotic in it like 440
Might flip that for like 680
She so wet, might have eight babies
I been going crazy
Not a hog wit' it, I'm a dog wit' it
I can still feel my lock jaw stickin'
Sweet Baby Ray how I sauce wit' it
Only one God, I'm not lost wit' it
But I still salute, being based cool
Tryna smoke one, but I face two
(Tony Millions in the buildin')
Why you so mad?
I wake up blessed
Call that lil bop
I don't like how she text
I need a new way to ask for the neck
You don't want smoke like the back of a jet
I'm smellin' good
She want some sex
Pulled me a foreign lil thing on Ouellette
Know that you sleepin', yes I'm takin' bets
I am not living my life wit' regrets
Yes I'm a beast, I can't be tamed
Got every 2k, so I'm not for the games
No textin' and drivin', I stay in my lane
Came back in one piece and a G I remain

Don't text while you drive
Don't text while you drive
Don't text while you drive
I'm tryna stay alive

Don't text while you drive
Don't text while you drive
Don't text while you drive
I'm tryna stay alive

Buu E. Radley
Pre-Purgatory
Shout out my dog, Tony Millions
And I might not know The BasedGod
But I think I know Lil B
Don't text and drive



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Williams, Brandon Mccartney, Brian Gerald Jewell, Adam Bauberger
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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