Drive Slow ft. Akouo & Tiaryn Lyrics

Just left the Rasta house, Picked up a half a ounce,

Blazed up and passed it round, jumped in my car and bounced

I'm driving high like Chiddy Bang in a minivan, wow

I'm flying by the city and we never land, down

Speed limits 80 baby, but we going 5-0

An eye out for the 5-0, this is why we drive slow

Cruise down the Mitchell my man, I'm like Michelin man

Tear up the bitumen, and pick up a chick from Japan

Hand on the wheel, foot on the gas,

Windows rolled down, looking for ass,

Parking lot pimping, hard to park,

in a car garage, when it's after dark,

My ride is just like an a to b thing

It don't pull birds like an aviary swing,

Don't have much green but I have a car though

Toyota, tarago,

Try matching my bravado, stashing the hash

In the hatch in my car so

The arsehole cops cant harass

me and my bro, why, we carry that cargo,

I Suffa the from the Pressure when i travel the hard road

Remember that feeling, when ya passed ya p's

Please, repeat after me,

Pass the p's like they used to say,

Pass the p's like they used to say,

It takes me back, back, uh, my DeLorean

Shotgun, scrub, looking for love, doctor Dorian

At 17 in a BMW

Never dreamed, I'd ever be in one

Drop the handbrake, and turn them keys

Cars a graveyard for burnt CDs

Tires screech, saved by the bell

Drive well and switch, lanes like Latrell, well

It ain't hard to tell, i prevail so illmatic in real traffic,

They passed they l's in an excel, hell, they still crashed it

Ray Bans on, snapback pulled down,

Air con on, we cooling out

Driving in 4th, drop down to third

That's how we cruise round in Perth

Got that booming bass bass, in the trunk

Bboys from Detroit, coin let the pistons pump

No metre maids, no need to pay, so let's go, we need to ride

Drive slow, on these roads, till I'm home, yo baby my seats reclined