"DRIVE" lyrics
I'll prolly just take this shit to the grave
Straight edge blade, that's a real close shave
You think I'm okay, but there's just no way
Plottin' on three M's with the Ricky Rozay, hey
It doesn't matter what you say, I decide fates
Loadin' up my last save
We really ain't close, we just share a last name
Bumpin' Needle in the Hay, bitch, I do this errday, ay
Rawr xD, might pop at a punk
Fake emo geeks gettin' locked in the trunk
Canelo in the ring, get rocked, get slumped
Max Holloway, point to the ground, you drunk, get crunk
Novacaine got the kid numb
Piranhas in the lake, 'bout to have a big lunch (Uh huh)
Rest stop got a Route 66 spot
Where there's 6 Underground, like the Sneaker Pimps jawn (Like what?)
I broke the phone that you could hit me on
I'm John Kramer, I set you up in Gideon
I put the motherfuckin' city on a million
Zuckerberg, I'm goin' fully reptilian, ay
I'm not the one to take pity on
Plymouth Barracuda, 'bout to cut the HEMI on
Kind of drove across the country, so I'm pretty gone
And I do my own beats, no one need to send me one (Fuck you)
Ay, Doom Generation, my queen size is a tomb in the makin'
I never knew the Backrooms had a basement
Lizard King had my face glued to the pavement
And I'm gettin' more rude, it's inflation
My seams comin' unglued, and I'm breakin'
Leon Kennedy, I fight the corporation
I'm not payin' shit, they can sue for evasion (Ay)
I'll prolly just take this shit to the grave
Straight edge blade, that's a real close shave
You think I'm okay, but there's just no way
Plottin' on three M's with the Ricky Rozay, hey
It doesn't matter what you say, I decide fates
Loadin' up my last save
We really ain't close, we just share a last name
Bumpin' Needle in the Hay, bitch, I do this errday, ay
Straight edge blade, that's a real close shave
You think I'm okay, but there's just no way
Plottin' on three M's with the Ricky Rozay, hey
It doesn't matter what you say, I decide fates
Loadin' up my last save
We really ain't close, we just share a last name
Bumpin' Needle in the Hay, bitch, I do this errday, ay
Rawr xD, might pop at a punk
Fake emo geeks gettin' locked in the trunk
Canelo in the ring, get rocked, get slumped
Max Holloway, point to the ground, you drunk, get crunk
Novacaine got the kid numb
Piranhas in the lake, 'bout to have a big lunch (Uh huh)
Rest stop got a Route 66 spot
Where there's 6 Underground, like the Sneaker Pimps jawn (Like what?)
I broke the phone that you could hit me on
I'm John Kramer, I set you up in Gideon
I put the motherfuckin' city on a million
Zuckerberg, I'm goin' fully reptilian, ay
I'm not the one to take pity on
Plymouth Barracuda, 'bout to cut the HEMI on
Kind of drove across the country, so I'm pretty gone
And I do my own beats, no one need to send me one (Fuck you)
Ay, Doom Generation, my queen size is a tomb in the makin'
I never knew the Backrooms had a basement
Lizard King had my face glued to the pavement
And I'm gettin' more rude, it's inflation
My seams comin' unglued, and I'm breakin'
Leon Kennedy, I fight the corporation
I'm not payin' shit, they can sue for evasion (Ay)
I'll prolly just take this shit to the grave
Straight edge blade, that's a real close shave
You think I'm okay, but there's just no way
Plottin' on three M's with the Ricky Rozay, hey
It doesn't matter what you say, I decide fates
Loadin' up my last save
We really ain't close, we just share a last name
Bumpin' Needle in the Hay, bitch, I do this errday, ay
