Steer Clear

(album: River Rat - 2018)

I'm a tall grass sitting, long term thinking
Marijuana smoking, Jim Beam when I'm drinking
Chevrolet when I'm driving, I don't care about the year
I just need my hands on the wheel so I can steer, steer clear

I think I mighta made it (Damn), I'm smoking piles of clover (Yeah)
And I don't know no rappers (Nah), camouflaging Rovers (Haha)
And I don't know no rappers on the stage doing they shit like Huckleberry (Yeah)
Throwing thousand dollar boots into a crowd three or four days a weekend (You know it)
Like bitch gimme my holster (Blah), bitch gimme my keys (Yeah)
Gimme my wallet with the ripped ID 'cause I smoked a OZ at the DMV
Haha, Church, haha, search, Google my name I'm known in the cut (Yeah)
Hollywood couldn't' even have me if they wrote me a motherfucking check by the whole wide world
They want me on a label (Nah), my ass cannot be labeled (Nah)
They hungry just to touch me (Yeah), but my touch of stone is fatal (Yeah)
And my mama told me don't look back like a story deep in the Bible (Praise God)
I'm a rapper sitting in a tall tree, infinite ammunition for this rifle

I'm a tall grass sitting, long term thinking
Marijuana smoking, Jim Beam when I'm drinking
Chevrolet when I'm driving, I don't care about the year
I just need my hands on the wheel so I can steer, steer clear

Steer clear of the shit tryna always puncture my radiator
Leaving me in the heat that turned to rust 'til I done turned into a fucking gladiator (Ah)
I got massive haters, smashing labels, looking like Buckwheat with a fucking sack a taters
27 and rich and I'm pissing off my neighbors (Yeah)
'Til I get a text message from the county sheriff
'Cause I ain't ever had shit, now I got it in my hand
All my brothers got Jeeps, and my mama got land
All my bills paid with a couple deer stamps
Still ain't bought a Ferrari or diamond rocks for my hand (Nah)
Motherfuck high class, and a glass of Chardo-whatever you call it
I'm hillbilly balling, blue collar my partner
22x14's on my truck from the '90s
Rebel flag flying southern pride dripping out the tailpipe
Rolling Stoned sticker stuck up in the back glass
Fucking Trump on the bumper, motherfucker get back
I don't care about myself, I'ma die for a reason
Real mo'fuckers hunting year round, no season

I'm a tall grass sitting, long term thinking
Marijuana smoking, Jim Beam when I'm drinking
Chevrolet when I'm driving, I don't care about the year
I just need my hands on the wheel so I can steer, steer clear

Tall grass sitting, long term thinking
Marijuana smoking and Jim Beam drinking

I'm a tall grass sitting (Whoa), long term thinking
Marijuana smoking, Jim Beam (Oh, whoa) when I'm drinking
Chevrolet when I'm driving I don't care (Oh, whoa) about the year
I just need my hands on the wheel so I can steer, steer clear