AWKWARD CAR DRIVE (Explicit) - Germ/$UICIDEBOY$

Lyrics by：Jerry Antoine/Scott Arceneaux Jr./Aristos Petrou

Composed by：Jerry Antoine/Scott Arceneaux Jr./Aristos Petrou

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Grey*59 dollar sign-uicideboy-dollar sign

Figured out a way to make these dollars mine

Picked up two from Dallas one from Phoenix two from the Bay

Got 'em signed trip 'em out and get paid

If someone tryna to harm me stick with the blade

Tired of pickin' bullets out my spine

Pull up we shoot it let it bang

Shoutout my motherf**king army

Shoutout my broken mental matching scars ayy

Three sixes in my heart ayy

Squeeze bliss out of my heart ayy

Until I see these schemin' f**kboys thinkin' that they hard

No one talkin' 'bout Percocet

But I'm still here on Percocet y'all heard of us yet

Them two white f**ks from either side of the river

Y'all keep my name in your mouth

When you think you're bein' different uh

Thirteen hours 'till I land need me more than half a xan

Grey Gorilla out the f**king coupe finna pull up to the zoo

Who the f**k is you Matter of fact f**k you homie

Tickety-tock go to clock in your time's up

Call it bad luck

Gotta have a few shared times if you share mine

Got my a*s whooped got my a*s stomped

And back in those days couldn't pay a f**king bill

Now I chill with Dana in the motherf**king hills

Every time I hit Cali where the f**king dro

Looks deceive you homie and I'm feelin' real low

Hold up b***h hold up why you trippin' jit

Hold on I got bones to pick

This North Face hold the coldest s**t whoa

This that full blunts and over

In my lung when I blow

Broken hearts if we smoke yeah wet wet

Go 'head do your dance when that TEC bless you best bet

You ain't speaking on the demon why he sleeping Neck neck

I be on the missions every weekend holy s**t

Slipped my mind a bid for my children f**k