[Chorus]
Almost a mile away
I know you see my face
Almost at destination
Uh uh, uh uh
Almost a mile away
I know you see my face
Almost at destination
Where is the time I'm facing
'Cause I know I'm all on your radar
That's a tin fall on your radar
Imma start up, like a chainsaw
Imma break laws, on your radar
[Verse 1]
Yeah, so let's get it started
Say you caught me speedin'
I was in a target
Stand my ground, now I'm stompin' on it
Make a million, marching
Got a carcus wrapped inside a carpet in a trunk departing
Yeah, pardon [?]
I should be rewarded with a golden chainsaw
I been in and out of state lines so much
I don't follow state law
Glove box got an eight ball
My palm wear napalm and the crime scene got the tape on
Get on speed dial with Statе Farm
Then I sent a text likе hey mom I'm him
That guy, the one that you afraid of a lot
Through the war like a juggernaut
[?] the whip and I flood the lot
Worry 'bout getting shot 'cause the only thing I got to worry 'bout my girl
Goin' give me a hug or not
Tellin' me if I'm a thug or not
Question mark, question mark, question mark, emoji
They pull me over for drivin' too handsome if you know me
I chainsaw my handcuffs off, listen closely
Ridin' with a chainsaw in the passenger jabroni
Yo pop the trunk real quick, I gotta go get somethin'
[Verse 2]
Doin' a lot, brewin' a pot
This don't got nothin' to do with the cops
I have my shoe in and go in a knot
I'd rather not, I'm on the block
Pedal away, she love me not
Bitin' my style, corner the cop
Throw in the towel
Never survive, where is the plot
I'm on the job, hittin' the road
Give 'em the show, me and the bros
Breakin' the code, kick in the door
Hit and reload, givin' a mole
I'm in the mode
On the Patron we never fold
Medical roll when I explode
Send in the drone, leave me alone
Know I'm on parole nigga
I'm doin' the most, feel like I'm back on the road
Don't gotta tell me I'm dope, I already know
Feel like a kick in the throat
They wanna call me the goat
Its sold out approach
[?] don't take the butt for a joke
I'm killin' the toast
I be him takin' it off
Tell me you don't want the smoke
I came off with a brainwash
Now I'm famous and I'm paid off
Claymores and I pray more through the rainfall and you stay lost
Tracer for the crayon, goin' awol
Nigga flay more, take your face off with a [?]
Cut it way off with a chainsaw