Lyrics DUI - Mezsiah

(She trickin' me
That hoe she trickin' me)

My picture go dark
I enter the coupe
And we pullin' four wheels
Vehicular suicide, drunk
A patron of young kids
Got pushed in the bin
My pressure, no cool, in a whim
Get on the right track
Before you look back to him
Oh you
Changed your way of mind
Changed your way of thinking way too many times
Oh god
I let it die
I let your greed decide
I let your ego thrive, you got
No critics bitchin' in the line

Car crashes
Turned the mattres on the bed to an accident
Might've been fate may be imminent
Might've been pulled from your sentiments
In your head again
All your shit I let
Shower down on me
Think you're innocent
Better think again
You're just a bitch on a spree

(She trickin' me
That hoe she trickin' me)

She trickin'n'fuckin'n'she wanna swallow it
Openin', hollowin' pussy
The prank of the century
She put it down for the gram unconditionally
While she suckin'n'swallowin' steel

My picture go dark
I enter the coupe
And we pullin' four wheels
Vehicular suicide, drunk
A patron of young kids
Got pushed in the bin
My pressure, no cool, in a whim
Get on the right track
Before you look back to him
Oh you
Changed your way of mind
Changed your way of thinking way too many times
Oh god
I let it die
I let your greed decide
I let your ego thrive, you got
No critics bitchin' in the line

King Carrottop's made it up
With his racks upon the devil, he in love
He conjured up the visa
Conjured up the lot
He forged up a prius
Got it made
Got out the mud
But luck's not average
Ain't nobody validatin' my history with anarchy
When I had no bitch to be there controlling me
Every action of passion was elapsed in a week
When she crashed the coupe and broke up the deal
Am I not allowed to dream
No
I heard the crash
I heard the screech
I hope
She get arrested for DUI...

My picture go dark
I enter the coupe
And we pullin' four wheels
Vehicular suicide, drunk
A patron of young kids
Got pushed in the bin
My pressure, no cool, in a whim
Get on the right track
Before you look back to him
Oh you
Changed your way of mind
Changed your way of thinking way too many times
Oh god
I let it die
I let your greed decide
I let your ego thrive, you got
No critics bitchin' in the line