My mother warned me that some niggas ain't my right hand To trust her, only my heart and that elder white man His name is Clancy, I fancy him, gotta give him props He have the reason why dealerships even let me cop So now I'm speedin' and tryin' to drop away from the fact That she was right, so I triple left, tryin' to double back The streets are filled with some clues like how I ain't notice that *** it, I see some familiars stuck in the cul-de-sac I pull up, get out, what up? I wanna help, but what you want for some? Some niggas really don't want for themself How do I stay? Do I go? That's my dilemma And traffic is picking up, if I don't leave, I'ma get stuck So I speed off, we talk barely, and it seems awkward And I heard through some words that you off it I got too much drive, don't wanna steer off path And crash and get distracted But I listen to that weather, man, cause it might rain Keep my windshield wipers prepared cause y'all throw so much shade And I got jacket and trunk, but that's in the front I also got power for both of us, if you're ever in need of jump Just let me know, my nigga I had to switch gears on him Fishtail in the rearview mirror on him I had to switch gears on him You know, swerve, left turn, steering wheel on him Nigga, that's a pothole, watch out for the pothole Watch out for the pothole, watch out for the pothole Watch out for the pothole, watch out for the pothole Watch out for the pothole, watch out for the pothole Snakes in the grass, but I walk I got some new boots on the back, it says golf So I be prepared for they bites, they all talk I left the condom in the grass, so *** off Watching Clarence in the mansion when nobody in it Young, successful nigga, I'm a clan with no windows tinted I drop my piggies when I'm in it cause it feels amazing The irony is I stopped eating bacon Don't get it twisted, nigga, I'm still hungry Oh, he's lonely All my friends talk about they hoes and tenderonis And all I can show him is a couple cars and mo' Things that I've made in the couple past months He's on please Everyone is a sheep, me a lone wolf Nobody gon' make a peep, cause everyone wants some wool Since everyone is a sheep, not everyone here is cool Man, I'd rather drown in a pool by myself than *** what they flee C-Man, T-Man, fans be seesaw When blows, they go which way, who knows One day, *** no, the next day, okay But *** y'all, I know that T is four for four I just want that garden and that Batmobile Good health, success, time on Earth worthwhile You'll find somebody who love me and raise a couple of lizards But my vehicle's good for now, that's in a couple of miles Y'all keep it pushin', make a dash I had to switch gears on a fishtail In the rearview mirror on a sky I had to switch gears on a, you know, swerve, left turn steering wheel Know no nigga that's a pothole, watch out for the pothole Watch out for the pothole, watch out for the pothole Look out for the pothole, watch out for the pothole Watch out for the pothole, watch out for the pothole Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey ***, okay, next one Do, do, do, do, do, do Watch out for the pothole Do, do, do, do, do, do Watch out for the pothole