Germ, $uicideboy$ - AWKWARD CAR DRIVE lyrics
[Germ, $uicideboy$ - AWKWARD CAR DRIVE lyrics]
G59
Grey59, 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 motherfucking 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' fuckboys
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 fucks 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 fucking coupe
Finna pull up to the zoo
Who the fuck is you? Matter
Of fact, fuck 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 ass whooped, got my ass stomped
And back in those days
Couldn't pay a fucking bill
Now I chill with Dana
In the motherfucking hills
Every time I hit Cali, where the fucking dro?
Looks deceive you, homie
And I'm feelin' real low
Hold up bitch, hold up why you trippin', jit?
Hold on, I got bones to pick
This North Face hold the coldest shit, whoa
This that full-blown Chernobyl
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 shit
Slipped my mind, a bid for my children, fuck
Grey59, 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 motherfucking 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' fuckboys
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 fucks 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 fucking coupe
Finna pull up to the zoo
Who the fuck is you? Matter
Of fact, fuck 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 ass whooped, got my ass stomped
And back in those days
Couldn't pay a fucking bill
Now I chill with Dana
In the motherfucking hills
Every time I hit Cali, where the fucking dro?
Looks deceive you, homie
And I'm feelin' real low
Hold up bitch, hold up why you trippin', jit?
Hold on, I got bones to pick
This North Face hold the coldest shit, whoa
This that full-blown Chernobyl
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 shit
Slipped my mind, a bid for my children, fuck