Pt 8 | Hazard Lights⚠️

[Intro]
Grrah, grrah-grrah
Bro in the stolie, he drivin' the Bimmer
(Spvtnik)
Grrah, grrah-grrah
Tell you what, grrah, grrah-grrah (Rackz, Rackz, Rackz)

[Chorus]
Like, bro in the stolie, he drivin' the Bimmer
When I get in my feelings, pour four in the liter
I was totin' on Gomez, shit sound like Selena
I was walkin' through blocks, throw shots in arenas
She was yellin' out "Pah", how I knew she a skeezer
He was yellin' out "Pah!" he ain't knew I was Jeter
Had the Ds on my dick, threw the tools in my sneaker
I was sittin' in jail, hearin' bro in the speaker

[Verse]
I was tryna come homе, but the judge had me T'd up
Whеn you missin' your bros, I could send you to meet one
I got used to me tellin' the bitch I don't need her
Had the drugs on my side, I was throwin' my sheet up
Now I'm robbin' the plug right before he could re-up
Bring my broom when I spin, baby girl, I'm a Sweeper
She sayin' she really like my demeanor
I'm in the party, they keep playing Eater (Rackz, Rackz, Rackz)
Thot bitch, yeah, I know she a treesha
She threw it back on the dick, she a creamer
I'm tellin' her that nobody could be her
We stick together like Martin and Gina
Ain't go to church, wasn't into no preachers
She wanna fuck, so I'm ready to teach her
And I ain't tryna hurt her, I might as well leave her
I was fuckin' on Sasha while thinkin' of Bria
Like, I think I want Becky, Brittany, Nina
I be totin' on Layla while missin' Aaliyah
Shanelle get to throwin', but so does Alicia
I be thinkin' bout them tryna run up my breesh up
I pop a 30 and know I'ma geeker
New kicks on the opps, yeah, I know I'ma crease 'em
Thot bitch, she throw it back, she a screamer (Ahh)
Shout out neck boy who got shot, need a breather
Throwin' up Makk in they flicks, yeah, I drop it
Writin' on bros in the jail, out of pocket
Any gun in my hand, word to bro, I done flocked it
Tryna make me a fire, I'm usin' a socket
One in the head, I don't gotta cock it
.40 start barkin', it sound like a rocket
.30 stick wit' a beam, it go right on a mopstick
And she only want me 'cause she heard I'm toxic

[Chorus]
Bro in the stolie, he drivin' the Bimmer
When I get in my feelings, pour four in the liter
I was totin' on Gomez, shit sound like Selena
I was walkin' through blocks, throw shots in arenas
She was yellin' out "Pah", how I knew she a skeezer
He was yellin' out "Pah!" he ain't knew I was Jeter
Had the Ds on my dick, threw the tools in my sneaker
I was sittin' in jail, hearin' bro in the speaker