This is a song about "Drive thru"

I drive a mercedes

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

That's real shit real nigga life

I guess thats just central drive

Over the bridge, i drive off,

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

Cuz all i do is pull up in the drive thru

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Creeping thru your window ever so slightly

Had no ambitions and no drive.

Nigga livin the life

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick

Im speedin thru this traffic in a panic