Nerve - Subie Whip lyrics

(A'ight, man) Ayy i want
(A'ight) every damn flavour of
Zappos (Ha ha ha, and Slush Puppies too)
Right now
(Scratchies) , Coca Cola, Stawberry
Tutti Frutti, all that shit, all that shit
(NOOnE, NOOnE, Ayy, ayy, ayy)

I been takin' corners left and
Right in that Subie whip (Whoop, whoop)
Cracked windscreen, no AC, on my hoopty shit
Who the shit? Smash the rear
Mirror on some loony shit (Ayy)
High beam, switch 'em on
Bright like my future is
I been takin' corners left and
Right in that Subie whip
(Whoop, whoop, whoop)
Cracked windscreen, no AC, on my hoopty shit
Who the shit? Smash the rear
Mirror on some loony shit (Ayy)
High beam, switch 'em on
Bright like my future is

Stepped up in the place like
An '80s Bruce Willis
Old habit's die hard but, sonny
I'm still with it (Yeah)
Winnin' (Yeah) , this girl up on my arm too vicious
Told myself act civil
(Ha) , who am I kiddin'?
My throat like an ashtray
(What?) , tongue ain't much better
But the smile that she givin'
Made me a go-getter go get her
(Woo) , I'm kiddin' myself on both levels
She got eyes like a pop star
(Yeah) and lips like the devil (Nah)
Chest like Dolly (Ha) , beg ya damn pardon
Couldn't help but stare
Shit was on fire like arson (Woo)
I been sellin' dates
Lots of shit up on my plate
But right now if you got that
Herbal essence then spark it
Thirty-eight degrees and I'm sweatin'
Like a tap
Walls drippin' something chronic
Got my whole city gacked
They don't really want it
When they see me they just give me dap
And tell me they're so proud but I
Know they just wanna see me crash

Brake lights out
(Ayy) , seat covers dusty (Ha ha ha)
I ain't gettin' nothin' fixed till
I get my money
Brake lights out, seat covers dusty
I ain't gettin' nothin' fixed
Till I get my, gey my
(Ayy, ayy, ayy)

I been takin' corners left and
Right in that Subie whip (Whoop, whoop)
Cracked windscreen, no AC, on my hoopty shit
Who the shit? Smash the rear
Mirror on some loony shit (Ayy)
High beam, switch 'em on
Bright like my future is
I been takin' corners left and
Right in that Subie whip
(Whoop, whoop, whoop)
Cracked windscreen, no AC, on my hoopty shit
Who the shit? Smash the rear
Mirror on some loony shit (Ayy)
High beam, switch 'em on
Bright like my future is

The road
You pull out straight out in front of me
"And then you give me the wit"