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payday/pj - drive lyrics

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[intro]
i got places to be!
i’m doing things! get out the way!
definitely don’t got time for you!
oh my god, move! move!
moooooooove!

[hook]
my homie driving like she stole it when we cruisin’ down the block
tell your children to be careful when they use the crosswalk
zoomin’ and we cruisin’, aux got the b-ss boomin’
we don’t pay attention ’cause we’re reckless and we’re stupid

[verse 1]
yep, i got a brain, but i don’t use it, i threw it out
’cause that sh-t’s so useless, i’m always so clueless
payday be so ruthless
run up on your family and i’ll leave your b-tch -ss toothless
hippies ask for my acoustics
no h-m-, hit you with my minivan and play it back in slo-mo
payday went extinct just like a dodo, but i’m dumber
i be getting to the green like luigi be my plumber
lets-a-go, ayy
run up with the money, ‘imma get it, not stopping
payday [?] so it’s finna be poppin’
i’m too sick, cough droppin’
cha-cha slide with my goblins (ayy)
lookin’ like a loser, but i’m actin’ like a winner
heroin for my dinner, that’s why i been gettin’ thinner

[verse 2]
b-tch i’m a sinner, b-tch i’m a sinner
b-tches acting fruity so i pull up with a blender
speeding down your block, you gon’ catch this fender-bender
crash, do the dash, but i still won’t surrender
yeah my legs are broken and my vision’s getting blurry
i don’t give a sh-t, b-tch, i was in a hurry
heading to mcdonald’s for an oreo mcflurry
large side of fries for my homies in the ride
actin’ like a fool when we go on a drive
honestly i’m shocked that we made it out alive
but payday finna thrive, i be cruisin’ with my shooters
i be cruisin’ with my slimes
(on jah, there’s a car in front of us, aaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!)

[hook]
qmy homie driving like she stole it when we cruisin’ down the block
tell your children to be careful when they use the crosswalk
zoomin’ and we cruisin’, aux got the b-ss boomin’
we don’t pay attention ’cause we’re reckless and we’re stupid

[verse 3]
we got money in the trunk
we got hunnies in the front
i ain’t even tryna stunt
gettin’ to the money like a treasure hunt
you can try your best but i don’t think you finna catch up
you thought i was all alone, ’till i pulled up with the backup
you thought you were tough but when we see you we all crack up
skinny -ss b-tch, probably smoking on that crack, uh
no one cares about your guns so quit with all that act stuff
no one cares about your life so quit with all that sad stuff
money keep my bags stuffed
shawty, shawty, chain tucked
tryna keep my fame up

[outro]
i be spittin’ flames, bruh
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy look
payday, ooh
23 on me
23 on me
payyydayyyy!



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