187 on the dashboard
In our night out
There's repercussions that we facing
Could be penitentiary
How the **** did
We make it back to my house?
Another evening we be ****ed up
Maybe we should repeat
187 on the dashboard
In our night out
There's repercussions that we facing
Could be penitentiary
How the **** did we make
It back to my house?
Another evening we be ****ed up
Maybe we should repeat
Spillage Village in your Mama's house
Yes I'm feeling litty
How many drinks could it take me
To drown in my ****ing pity's?
How many times did you have a bitch fit
Just to **** with me?
G without a unit
Make sense of it if you're really 50
Look I ain't promising nothing
Probably be listed
On people's assumptions
When I know my spirit
Will always be tucked in
Broken little smile since kid
But I mend that shit
So all I need
Is a little bit a wadding
Just cause I told you
To crush the weed
Don't really mean
Hat you could be in the cutting
Liquor fused with a little molly
Now these force
Fields are really flooding
I'll try to behave, my emotions
Are high and to it I seem to slave
Oh my God, you're so brave
Driving over the limit
Straight to your grave
Now you stuck in your ways
The comedown is starting to cave
It ain't one of games
But the fact that remains
You poison your veins
No one else is here
So I be moving on, no way
I just took a couple shots
How that sound?
Vision so impaired
That I'm always in a daze
I just smoked some up
And I ain't never knew, it's laced
187 on the dashboard
In our night out
There's repercussions
That we facing
Could be penitentiary
How the **** did we make
It back to my house?
Another evening we be ****ed up
Maybe we should repeat
187 on the dashboard
In our night out
There's repercussions
That we facing
Could be penitentiary
How the **** did we make
It back to my house?
Another evening we be ****ed up
Maybe we should repeat