Pothole

Ayy

My mother warned me that

Some nigga's ain't my right hand

To trust her, only my heart

And that elder white man

His name is Clancy, I fancy him

Gotta give him props

He half the reason why dealerships even let me cop

So now I'm speedin'

And tryna drive away from the fact

That she was right, so I triple left

Tryna double back

The streets are filled with some clues

Like how I ain't notice that?

(How I ain't see that?)

Fuck it, I seen some familiar stuff in the culdesac

I pull up, get out, what up?

I wanna help, but what you want for some

Some niggas really don't want for themself

Now do I stay? Do I go? That's my dilemma

And traffic is picking up

If I don't leave I'ma get stuck (skrrt)

So I speed off, we talk barely

And it seems awkward

And I heard through some words that you off it

I got too much drive, don't wanna steer off path

And crash and get distracted

But I listen to that weather man

'Cause it might rain

Keep my windshield wipers prepared

'Cause y'all threw so much shade

And I got jacket in trunk, but that's in the front

I also got power for both of us

If you're ever in need of jump

Just let me know, my nigga

I had to switch the gears on 'em

Fishtail in the rearview mir' on 'em (Skrrrrrt!)

I had to switch gears on 'em

You know, swerve, left turn

Steerin' wheel on 'em

Nigga that's a pothole

Watch out for the pothole

Watch out for the pothole

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Look out for the pothole

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Snakes in the grass, but I walk

I got some new boots, on the back it says GOLF

So I be prepared for their bites, they're all talk

I left the condom in the grass so fuck off

Watchin' Clarence in a mansion with nobody in it

Young successful nigga

Ride McLaren with no windows tinted

I draw my piggies when I'm in it

'Cause it feels amazin'

The irony is I stopped eatin' bacon

Don't get it twisted, nigga, I'm still hungry

Oh he lonely

All my friends talk about their hoes and tenderonies

All I can show 'em is a couple cars and more things

That I've made in the couple past month

He's on, please

Everyone is a sheep, me, a lone wolf

Nobody gon' make a peep

'Cause everyone wants some wool

Since everyone is a sheep

Not everyone here is cool

Man I'd rather drown in a pool by myself

Than fuck with their fleece

See, man, T-Man fans be seesaw

Wind blows, they go, which way, who knows?

One day, "Fuck no," the next day, "Okay"

But fuck y'all, I know that T is four for four

I just want that garden and that Batmobile

Good health, success, time on earth worthwhile

Find somebody who love me

And raise a couple of lizards

But my vehicle's good for now

That's in a couple of miles

I keep it pushin', nigga

I had to switch gears on 'em

Fishtail in the rearview mir' on 'em (Skrrrrrt!)

I had to switch gears on 'em

You know, swerve, left turn

Steerin' wheel on 'em

Nigga that's a pothole

Watch out for the pothole

Watch out for the pothole

Watch out for the pothole

Look out for the pothole

Watch out for the pothole

Watch out for the pothole

Watch out for the pothole

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Fuck, okay, next one

Da da da da da da

Gotta watch out for the potholes

Said watch out for the potholes