Driving in Detroit Streets

Damn, this a cold one,

White Yeah,

this a cold one,

White Whiteboy Wasted made this one

Yeah

Slow ride

Still mad though,

on God I'm ridin' slow but

I'm pressed for real

He lookin' back,

know the vibe get real

Ain't no horn,

I just creep that close

Detroit drive, we don't do the

most We just do it the

most

Creep up,

don't say much

One move, I'm on that

He nervous, I see that

Too, too late,

can't reset

I ain't even speedin',

I'm just right behind him

Same lane switch,

every move I mirror

He tryna lose me,

I just glide,

don't rush Whole time smirkin',

I don't even clutch

He hit the brakes,

I barely even tap mine Like,

that passive pressure hit different in

real time

Windows tinted, he can't see my

face But he feel that energy,

I'm in his space

I be chillin' but I still

get petty Drove past once,

now I'm back already

He look shook,

I can tell he ain't ready

I follow real slow,

make it feel more heavy

I don't yell,

I just stare real long That

quiet type pressure be dead wrong

He speed up,

cool, I match that pace

Red light hit,

now we face to face I'm

ridin' slow but I'm pressed for

real

He lookin' back,

know the vibe get real

Ain't no horn,

I just creep that close

Detroit drive, we don't do the

most We just do it the

most Now we downtown ,

lights flick,

I glide

He tryna merge,

I just close that side

Ain't no words,

I don't gotta speak Whole move

say it,

I apply that heat pressure I

inch up slow,

let him think he safe

Then slide right up,

now I'm in his space He

grip wheel tight,

I can see his knuckles Road

rage quiet ,

but it still get ugly

I be cool but I'm low-key

foul Let him get ahead,

then I hunt him down He

think it's over,

I just loop the block

Pop back up like it never

stopped No sudden moves,

just calculated stress That slow burn

rage hit harder,

yes Detroit lanes ain't safe for

peace It don't be the applied

or be deceased

Slow ride, high tension

No, no words,

all pressure

Eye contact, that's enough In the

D, that's dangerous I'm ridin' slow

but I'm pressed for real

He lookin' back,

know the vibe get real

Ain't no horn,

I just creep that close

Detroit drive, we don't do the

most We just do it the

most