drunk driving Lyrics

Yea, my brudda he came from the sticks (he did)

DUI, he came with a flick

Straight from the county jail

That boy white and frail, like shale

Couldn't even walk in a straight ass line (no he couldn't)

I knew from the start that boy needed bail

Seventh time in a row (no way)

We thought that three was enough for bro, woah

Swerving and swerving

And swerving again (we swerving)

Man, I'm doing this shit again

Driving on the country freeway

Ale in my head making no leeway

Woah, I'm swerving again

I don't care about nun'

I'm drunk driving again

Teaching the art of drunken driving

Lesson one, you do it with style

Quick little drift, yea, lock in a spin

Make sure not to do a run-in

Lesson two, I'm through with you

Drive into a tree or two

Better be fast now

You not gonna make it through

Drown my sorrows with a beer, (I'm cold)

You bitches fake like veneer, (you bold)

Might cop one like a souvenir (souvenir)

I'm not a tourist but I'm seeing your views

Lesson three, your life unclear

If we crash, we live in fear (woah)

10k fit in the coupe, burned up boots

(Margiela on me on me)

I be getting real distracted

Seeing everything abstractly

Nothing ever works, unless I do it exactly

Exactly, I do it, I do it

Exactly, yeah, I do it, (woah, woah)

Yea, my brudda he came from the sticks (he did)

DUI, he came with a flick

Straight from the county jail

That boy white and frail, like shale

Couldn't even walk in a straight ass line (no he couldn't)

I knew from the start that boy needed bail

Seventh time in a row (no way)

We thought that three was enough for bro, woah

Swerving and swerving

And swerving again (we swerving)

Man, I'm doing this shit again

Driving on the country freeway

Ale in my head making no leeway

Woah, I'm swerving again

I don't care about nun'

I'm drunk driving again

I'm done with the lessons

Cause what we gon' learn when we

Gonna end up on a whole different planet (yeah)

Whole diff rules and the laws don't exist

And I can't even come back

Back down to myself (ye, ye, yeah)

See the signs, but I don't see the barriers (I'm not)

Infinite, pitch black, road ahead

Skrt, I'm flying, yuh I'm dead

Pitch black, yeah

It's sad to be living and leading a life like this

Can't help it, I'm doing this drinking, its just like this

Yeah, yeah, we doin' somethin'

I'm doin' this drunkin