[ Featuring DJ Meatman ]
Yeah, okay, ay
I'm driving out here just surving, just climbing, like scrump with his beer, perfect timing
I rhyme to a scheme, I sit on Ben's lap and let off steam
As I start to scream, our car journey finna need a law attorney cus I'm sippin' on the dirty as I
Drive
Just like scrump, I drive
Just like scrump, I drive
Uh, yeah
She's so fine, mostly cause she's a guy But I don't mind, because you'll find that I really like dick
Ooh, yeah
I pick up the bottle and turn up the throttle Just like Scrump, he's my role model
Joe starts to twerk, makin' his shit work It's so smelly, it's like Lil Durk
No DJ meat on the track, I really hate Chris Cause he's (Woah, woah, you can't say that, bro)
My fault for that, let's get back on a roll
I'm on parole for puttin' my meat in a hole Without consent, it was on accident
I was off the fent, so I had to
Drive
Just like scrump, I drive
Just like scrump, I drive
David picks me up, grab my bubble butt Then he puts the foot down and he drives away
All I had to say was, wow, why is Chris built like a cow
Back to David senior I go boom, boom, onomatopoeia
Daniel whips out the bong and sings a little
Song As we come along to the end of the song
So unfortunately, we have to
Drive
Just like scrump, I drive
Just like scrump, I drive
