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ozer - drive slow lyrics

[intro]
five hoes
tryna fit in
five hoes
tryna fit in

[hook]
five hoes
tryna fit in the back
drive slow, five+oh in the back
bend the corner, think the rims got a scratch
new city, i don’t know where i’m at
five hoes
tryna fit in the back
drive slow, five+oh in the back
bend the corner, think the rims got a scratch
new city, i don’t know where i’m at
but when i land, made a couple of racks

[verse 1]
squad litty, we gon’ paint up the city
name somethin’, can’t tell us we didn’t
feel somethin’, better keep it spеcific
no time for opinions or feelings
got faith in me, i could start a religion
praisе god, everything that i’m given
i remember having fights in the kitchen
tryna figure out how ima get it
bad thang with her head in my lap
like a bad wig, i can’t get to attached
her man tryna figure out where she at
i don’t know what to tell you about that
we on the road, we all over the map
skeet, skirt, burn the rubber and dash
pull out her tracks in the back of the jag
had fun, now we back to the sac
[hook]
five hoes
tryna fit in the back
drive slow, five+oh in the back
bend the corner, think the rims got a scratch
new city, i don’t know where i’m at
five hoes
tryna fit in the back
drive slow, five+oh in the back
bend the corner, think the rims got a scratch
new city, i don’t know where i’m at
but when i land, made a couple of racks

[verse 2]
uhh, sh+t
boys tryna f+ck with the wisdom
see a n+gga eatin’ and the boys wanna break all the dishes
but if you couldn’t tell by now
lil homie lemme tell you i’m different
i made out, when a lot of folks dead or they locked in the system
getting exed out in a box
them gates not a part of the vision (oh no)
gotta look over my shoulder whenever i’m riding and dippin’
she tryna post the boy on insta
i said that ain’t none of my business
[bridge]
had to tell lil mama stop trippin’
she f+ckin’ up my digits
(yuh) she f+ckin’ up my digits
(yeah, yuh) she f+ckin’ up my digits
had to tell lil mama stop trippin’
everybody wanna go can’t fit in
everybody wanna go can’t fit in
n+gga everybody can’t

[hook 2]
five hoes
tryna fit in the back
drive slow, five+oh in the back
bend the corner, think the rims got a scratch
new city, i don’t know where i’m at
five hoes
tryna fit in the back
drive slow, five+oh in the back
new city, i don’t know where i’m at
but when i land, made a couple of racks
five hoes
tryna fit in the back
drive slow, five+oh in the back
bend the corner, think the rims got a scratch
new city, i don’t know where i’m at
five hoes
tryna fit in the back
drive slow, five+oh in the back
new city, i don’t know where i’m at
but when i land, made a couple of racks
[outro]
shout out to the edibles for the win man… fire

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