Текст песни TAXICAB - Ahc

Hit you hit you bad with ya motherfuckin' tax tax cab
Hit hit you back, get ya motha mother bag back

Put ya mouth where the moneys at
Debit, we take only cash
Coming to your cuidad
MV on the mondo pad
Fuck it, I'm just going mad
Fuck it, I just hit a cab
Hydroplaning, off roading
I'm the one, just like I'm chosen

Frozen, so icy I'm wavy
Hate me, but never betray me
Crazy, how they wanna praise me
Back in school when I was lazy
Look at my drive, it's amazing
Wreck into the curb, today she
Realized what she wanted all this time
I wasted level 80

Of anxiety, pressure that I put on me
Taking shit for nothing then I cut it off so easily
Wonder why lose myself in music
Married to the beat
I don't need nobody body to ma make my life complete

Good for you, good for you I don't wanna fight
Riding through the city, blinded by the flashin' lights
Hit me with a little something that you never shown no one
Killed me with the words I need to hear, got a hit and run

Pasty with no body tats
Lyrics hit like miraLAX
All these mother (Bark) ers tryna come up
Where the bitches at
I'm the one to set the track
Sit down, I'm about attack
Please excuse my language
Shut the up, now this bitch is packed

This is somethin' that you'll never fucking understand
Take a walk en mis zapatos, realize no one gives a damn
What you want, getcha life straight
What you want
Wha what you, what you

Hit you Hit you bad with ya motherfuckin' tax tax cab
Hit hit you Hit you back, get ya mother oh, mothafuckin'
Hit you Hit you bad with ya mother mother tax tax cab
Hit hit you Hit you back, get ya motherfo motherfucking bag

Let me show another side me that you ain't ever seen
I can't make this shit up bitches envy, yeah they're glowing green
Now he's looking at me cause he want me, sipping on his lean
Told you I don't fuck with anybody, wake up from your dream
Tugging on my skirt, nothing to hold it in place yeah
I'm a little shy, when you're all up in my face yeah
I can't tell the time on your analog wrist watch
Get me lost in the sauce, type of verse I woulda tossed

Don't, underestimate me
You don't know my capability
Oh, wishin' you could see what I see
But it's my life, you just lost me (Yuh)

Pick up all your pieces
Hope you find your peace
My confidence increasing
Hope you get well soon
Clearly you ain't immune
Fuck out of my cab
Taking over in control too

Hit you hit you bad with ya motherfuckin' tax tax cab
Hit hit you hit you back, get ya motherfuckin", mothafuckin'
Hit you hit you bad with ya motherfuckin' tax tax cab
H-hit you hit you back, get ya motherfuckin', mothafuckin bag