hands on the wheel

hands on the wheel naw fuck that why cause im fucked up,

lean weed we done did that,now im feeling fucked up,

now i need a minute,please give me some time,

cause now im feeling sick,

looking down eyes closed like lord i need a sign

stomach on fire straight feel like dying,

now my heads clear,and im feeling fine,

cause its back to the party, back to bicardi,

dreaming bout one day owning a ferrari,

give me another shot as you whisper to the bar keep,

hey say ay yo dark c you know them bars clean,

i know im sick shit blunt lit and i still feel like barfing,

cause i drank too much,for these anxious sluts,

im beyond dangerous,you rappers anus bruh

beyond the fakest bruh,

while im just trying to be the greatest bruh,

im coming up its coming up im throwing up so i guess ill see you later bruh,