Ode to Road Rage Viktor Vaughn

[Verse 1]
Yolk em, leave 'em with his feet danglin'
Got his degree in stranglin' and street hagglin'
You could find 'em on the beat braggin'
Then discreetly draggin' emcees towards the meat wagon
And they chicks to the bang bus
Make 'em kick and slang cuss
To Vik is no dang fuss
He sense a trickle of lingering hate
But refuses to get tickled by the fickle finger of fate
"Fuck that nigga"
Vik, in it for the buck by the giga
A short truck ride to the liquor store to refuel
Rookie at the counter, manager told 'em "he cool"
(You got some change?) Walk, tellin' ya hard luck story
Or else that's gonna leave a scar, yuck gory
And we're outtie, peewwmm!
V and his rowdy crew
You could see how loud he blew
And now that's a fine howdy doo

[Hook]
Sclerrrrr! Stay in your lane!
Keep drivin' straight or catch a stray in ya brain
Go deep divin' off the side of the bridge off a slide and a skid
Who wanna ride with the kid?