Torch
Torch - Hands On The Wheel (freestyle) songtekst
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Crush a bit, lil' bit, roll it up, take a hit Crush a bit, lil' bit, roll it up, take a hit Crush a bit, lil' bit, roll it up, take a hit Feeling it, feeling light, 2 AM, summer night Hands on the wheel Hands on the wheel Hands on the wheel Hands on the wheel Man I'm in this two row Ghost right here Driving this bitch with my knee I gotta roll up at the same time as I drive I got knees baby, tryina smoke You drivin' something like this, I need a fix See the gas or ass, you chose, baby Life for me is just pills throw Still pay the price just with Just with the killing lost Still serve my block, still steal your hoe You can have that bitch back, the thrill's gone But if I fuck her one, I can fuck her twice If I rub a plug I can change my life Taxis and need extra ice, need extra pistols, need extra wife Get the snow, get to go, Rodeo Drive flow, pick your row Celine shades, my shit's gold When I say get 'em my peeps go Blood diamonds my next flow, blood shining in my set ball My set blazers, my set all 'em, my set banging, my whip forward Pull off in it, your bitch jokey Got a pot party in my trunk, shit not When you see me I be hiding in the nest, Got them goons with me that'll sink your battle ship Dirt swipe my clean Nikes, clean face but I do you dirt Already flight my nightmares Your dream you dream bitch, ain't even worth it Hit bees in my car, grilling, my heart still in my cartel Shout out to the old cast of the cartel MMG specially seen in TV here We ain't gone nowhere, I ain't gonna lie I took a little break, I had to get my motherfucking army right But I'm back, nigga This and I ain't talking 'bout aging all blind either, nigga I'm talking 'bout mask up and get that Glock, nigga Crush a bit, lil' bit, roll it up, take a hit Crush a bit, lil' bit, roll it up, take a hit Crush a bit, lil' bit, roll it up, take a hit Feeling it, feeling light, 2 AM, summer night Hands on the wheel Hands on the wheel Hands on the wheel