This is a song about "Driver"

And if you fuck with me wrong you'll be screwed like the driver

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

I"m the designated driver

I got something you've been waiting for

My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like mine

Dead. driver of the car never slows down or looks back to see. take a look back yellow crime

Like a drunk driver that has a rash still, like "fuck it, jesus take the wheel!

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

If footloose was a nascar driver, he'd be dale earnhardt

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

Can't forget dash lucky sittin in the driver seat

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

My ass funky like a cab driver in new york city, pass the class,