Drive

(album: Payday Dies At The End - 2019)

I got places to be!
I'm doing things! Get out the way!
Definitely don't got time for you!
Oh my God, move! Move!
Moooooooove!

My homie driving like she stole it when we cruising down the block
Tell your children to be careful when they use the crosswalk
Zooming and we cruising, aux got the bass booming
We don't pay attention 'cause we're reckless and we're stupid

Yep, I got a brain, but I don't use it, I threw it out
'Cause that shit's so useless, I'm always so clueless
Payday be so ruthless
Run up on your family and I'll leave your bitch ass toothless
Hippies ask for my acoustics
No homo, hit you with my minivan and play it back in slo-mo
Payday went extinct just like a dodo, but I'm dumber
I be getting to the green like Luigi be my plumber
Let's-a-go, ayy
Run up with the money, 'Imma get it, not stopping
Payday in the maze so it's finna be popping
I'm too sick, cough dropping
Cha-cha slide with my goblins (Ayy)
Looking like a loser, but I'm acting like a winner
Heroin for my dinner, that's why I been getting thinner

Bitch I'm a sinner, bitch I'm a sinner
Bitches acting fruity so I pull up with a blender
Speeding down your block, you gon' catch this fender-bender
Crash, do the dash, but I still won't surrender
Yeah my legs are broken and my vision's getting blurry
I don't give a shit, bitch, I was in a hurry
Heading to McDonald's for an Oreo McFlurry
A large side of fries for my homies in the ride
Acting like a fool when we go on a drive
Honestly I'm shocked that we made it out alive
But Payday finna thrive, I be cruising with my shooters
I be cruising with my slimes
(On Jah, there's a car in front of us)
(AAAAAH!)

My homie driving like she stole it when we cruising down the block
Tell your children to be careful when they use the crosswalk
Zooming and we cruising, aux got the bass booming
We don't pay attention 'cause we're reckless and we're stupid

We got money in the trunk
We got hunnies in the front
I ain't even tryna stunt
Getting to the money like a treasure hunt
You can try your best but I don't think you finna catch up
You thought I was all alone, 'till I pulled up with the backup
You thought you were tough but when we see you we all crack up
Skinny ass bitch, probably smoking all that crack up
No one cares about your guns so quit with all that bad stuff
No one cares about yo' life so quit with all that sad stuff
Money keep my bags stuffed
Shiny, shiny, chain tucked
Tryna keep my fame up
I be spitting flames, bruh

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy look
Payday, ooh
23 on me
23 on me
Payyydayyyy!
23 on me, huh
23 on me