Pothole

Ayy
My mother warned me that
Some niggas aint 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 Im 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 aint notice that?
(How I aint 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 dont want for themself
Now do I stay? Do I go? Thats my dilemma
And traffic is picking up
If I dont leave Ima 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, dont 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 yall threw so much shade
And I got jacket in trunk, but thats in the front
I also got power for both of us
If youre 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 thats a pothole
Watch out for the pothole
Watch out forthe 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
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, theyre 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 Im in it
Cause it feels amazin
The irony is I stopped eatin bacon
Dont get it twisted, nigga, Im 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 Ive made in the couple past month
Hes 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 Id 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 yall, 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 vehicles good for now
Thats 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 thats 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