Drive

Song

Drive

Curren$y · Bales · 2015 · 4:11

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Hook] Don't drink & drive so my Four don't crash Nigga half way home and my cell is still blowing up While the wait, chasing paper, got my dream girl rolling up All about the paper nigga, fax machine Diamonds in my pinky ring Details, just the small things in the big scheme In the end we'll reign supreme over everything Switching lanes, gold Dana Danes make them Chevys swing Can't complain, I been hopping planes, living out my dreams Hella high, but I'm always focused When I'm on the Scene Crispy jeans, boutique Ice Creams Extra clean, she wanna be next to me Homie just let it be, drop the top, pulled off on 3 Like the perfect (SKRT!) Description of a fucking G I got it on me, I got it on me right now I'm pulling up with the top down Smoking the loud in front of ya house Don't drink & drive so my Four don't crash Nigga half way home and my cell is still blowing up While the wait, chasing paper, got my dream girl rolling up

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