PAY ME TO STOP

I don't smoke crack but if I did, yeah
This would be the result
Cheated on my test
Yeah I cheated on my test
Oh, f*ck
I cheated on my test
Nigga I cheated on my test
Cheated on my permit test, I used a answer sheet
But it was incorrect, half the answers were incomplete
Even though it was wrong, I still passed
The majority of my test
And I ended up gettin' my learners permit
But I don't know how to drive
I do not know how to drive
I didn't duh nuh nuh, uh, yeah, yeah
I need to learn how to drive
I need to learn how to drive
Cause if I don't
Then I can't get my Mazda three
I'm tryna get that model from 2019
Don't you bring no hatchback to me
50k miles, so I don't want you seein' me
You won't be seein' me at the dealership
I don't want no lemon in my garage
Uh-uh, ah entourage
Cause' if I get a lemon then I'm fucked
I'm fucked, uh
Oh
Woah
Yeah
Cause I don't want no lemon in my motherfuckin' shit
My credit score is shit
I do not have
I do not have money
Money, money
Why do you need a credit score to get a car anyway
Why do you need a credit score to get an apartment anyway
That's a necessity
Living in America is a shit
I wanna move to Canada
Ooh
Uh woah
Ooh
Oh, eeh, aya
Ooh
Somebody give me
The number to yo plug
Gimme the lighter and the bud
MJ and the fuzz
Crystal meth and the fent
I'm playin' no fent
Hey, hey
Fiendin' for you girl like crack
Hey, I need you back
Human mistakes we all make
I need to fix, I'm on that
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I need your love
I need your love
I gotta wipe my slate clean
I gotta wipe my slate clean
I gotta wipe my slate clean
I gotta wipe my slate clean
Inter-dimensional travel, sayin' that's where you would go
Huh, I let the truth unravel, I let the future unfold
I've been wastin' time on a regular hoe
You've been wastin' time on your cellular phone
Freestyle, freestyle
Buckets in a hole
Peace sign, peace sign
Everybody
Knows
Show me what's up, it's war with me
Peter Pan, take your girl
Show her all this ecstasy
I never needed someone to see
Hey, goat status
I've got cult status
I've got high standards
I've got bad manners
Yeah, goat status
I've got cult status
I've got high standards
I've got bad manners, yeah
If my music's crack, your girl's a fiend
She play with the sack, you know what I mean
She eats the right ball like a bean
She eats the balls right, she's a queen
Yeah
You couldn't pay me to stop
You couldn't pay me to stop
You couldn't pay me to stop