[Verse 1]
Headlights on high beam, look at what's behind me
Nothing nevermind, I apply a little Visine
Timing my drive Interstate 9-5
2-1 fifth to 4-1-0 the cop's are turning blind eyes
Thank you, my itinerary is obliged
And my waning patience never thought that you would be so kind
But you were so thank you 'cause now I don't have to merc those
Fuckers in the fast lane driving slower than church goers
You know the ones who wanna die and pay taxes
Never have cash but if I'm dead you can have it
Stash it up in your mattress it'll last
Just about as long as it takes you to premature ejac, so
[Chorus]
Go, get out of park
You gotta march
So go get out of park, yeah
[Verse 2]
They're smoking pot till the kettle's black
I could never bet on that
I'm calling people out, go ahead and take the rental back
That car ain't yours homey, you and I know it
Have a little transparency, apparently they towed it
Never know when cards are getting pulled, we're trying to get through
Keep the car in drive 'cause if you park they might get you
Let you patiently suffer until you're muffled
Only laurels I can rest on are Hardy the boys buffer
Than the rest of them concave unflexed chests
I ain't talking 'bout muscle the hustle is complex
Thoughts are convex and they bulging till expulsion
Even with a pop-stopper can't EX my 'plosives like
Headlights on high beam, look at what's behind me
Nothing nevermind, I apply a little Visine
Timing my drive Interstate 9-5
2-1 fifth to 4-1-0 the cop's are turning blind eyes
Thank you, my itinerary is obliged
And my waning patience never thought that you would be so kind
But you were so thank you 'cause now I don't have to merc those
Fuckers in the fast lane driving slower than church goers
You know the ones who wanna die and pay taxes
Never have cash but if I'm dead you can have it
Stash it up in your mattress it'll last
Just about as long as it takes you to premature ejac, so
[Chorus]
Go, get out of park
You gotta march
So go get out of park, yeah
[Verse 2]
They're smoking pot till the kettle's black
I could never bet on that
I'm calling people out, go ahead and take the rental back
That car ain't yours homey, you and I know it
Have a little transparency, apparently they towed it
Never know when cards are getting pulled, we're trying to get through
Keep the car in drive 'cause if you park they might get you
Let you patiently suffer until you're muffled
Only laurels I can rest on are Hardy the boys buffer
Than the rest of them concave unflexed chests
I ain't talking 'bout muscle the hustle is complex
Thoughts are convex and they bulging till expulsion
Even with a pop-stopper can't EX my 'plosives like
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