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