Lyrics William Crooks - Drive it like U stole it

Drive it like U stole it Lyrics – William Crooks

Singer: William Crooks
Title: Drive it like U stole it

I didn’t make the money I stole it
Had to stretch it out, got my bank account doing yoga
In these tight times gotta keep it flexible
I don’t count the guap my thumb green ‘cuz I like to eat my vegetables

Catch me with a peasant sat til I’m dead and gone
Bad guy, had to shred a rat and his turtle son
Got it out the fertile mud
But my hands squeaky and I high speed chase ‘cuz I know they can’t beat me

Yeah, I whip the [?] like a sports car
[?] chopper in the sky, I got four stars
I drive it like I stole it ‘cuz I f#cking did
There’s too many fake ID’s in herе, man, f#ck them kids

Tell them kids, f#ck thе pigs, take them out the whip
Yo, I know I own them student loans you ain’t getting them
Trying to get away in a whip that could use some fixing up
I did a hit and run on the pig while he was getting lunch

What’d he get?
I don’t know but he ain’t getting up
What was that?
They just called it in, ’bout to call them up

What’d you call?
I just called his bluff, had to buff my front bumper out
(Hello? Imma buff you out partner)
Word. Paint a pinkie finger pink acetone in my right hand

Standing on a sub smacker stand with a mic stand
Ain’t no registration ain’t no license
Speedracer, I don’t even stop when the light’s red
(Faster than the speed of light)

(I’m allergic to the-)
(It’s just not possible)
(You capping!)
I’m allergic to the bands

You’ll know them by tomorrow
I’m not good at making plans
[?] cut myself I got blood on my Vans
Broke my wrist, baby, now I’m driving with no hands (Hands, hands)

Now I’m driving with no-
Feet!
[?] brace cuz I’m flying out my seat
Headfirst through the windshield

[?] facedown in the street
How that concrete feel?
Losing pace but his stamina strong as hell
I couldn’t know it at the time the damage long as hell

This eternal love for money keep us all in jail
I love you all and I hope I see you all in hell
I think we might be here though (Hell is real!)
The preacher put collection on my [?] (f#ck my money, right?)

Then he kicked me out the church for being weirdo
But also ‘cuz I was smoking weed, f#ck ’em though!
I say I’m not scared so what I’m running from
Running out of funds, whats a hundred more?

I drive it like I stole it ‘cuz I f#cking did
What your tripping consequence, baby we already did
Tell ’em how you got em
I swear I will get it I will, I don’t got it right now…

You call him you tell him, if he wanna get his money
I bet they would give they life for the money
Left, right, how I’m running
Running fast ‘cuz they told me that the feds was coming

But I ain’t scared enough
Driving 101 on the way to the function (Still late though)
I feel like Big Pun I’m not a player but I crushed it
Can’t dial 911 I do not trust it

My death on time that’s ‘cuz I rushed it
Tell them to bury me raw keep the bugs fed
I was gon’ break every law if it was fixed
Now you see me now you don’t ‘cuz I run quick

Quick, had put that sh#t behind me like a bumper sticker
I’ve been running for my life don’t wanna run this risk, do I?
If I’m really being honest when I get old
Need a commune where the best weed get grown

Willy made the bread, we don’t need to get dough
Hit the ditch, jump the median, and flipped over
Feet raw ‘cuz I sprinted to the disco
I just want to have a good time with my [?]

Yeah I said that I didn’t but I did though [?]
I see lights in my side mirror I didn’t stop
I get high until my spirit rise I won’t die unless the killing stop
Imma lie until the villain stop

Imma fly to let my children fly
I’m on an island my spirit wise
I’m eye-to-eye with life
My toes as cold as a b#tch but I’m still out here running

(My proof, my shots, my crew, fast, my shoes, my socks, I lose)
You tell him, you tell him if he wants, he wants his lunch he better come here and get it from me himself
(My proof, my shots, my crew)
Yeah, like, this is over times, if he wants his lunch he better come here and get it from me himself

(My shoes, my socks, I lose)
Hello?
Who is this?
I dunno, you called me
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Drive it like U stole it – English Translation

Yeah, I whip the [?] like a sports car
[?] chopper in the sky, I got four stars
I drive it like I stole it ‘cuz I f#cking did
There’s too many fake ID’s in herе, man, f#ck them kids

What’d he get?
I don’t know but he ain’t getting up
Apa itu tadi?
They just called it in, ’bout to call them up

What’d you call?
I just called his bluff, had to buff my front bumper out
(Hello? Imma buff you out partner)
Kata. Paint a pinkie finger pink acetone in my right hand

Standing on a sub smacker stand with a mic stand
Ain’t no registration ain’t no license
Speedracer, I don’t even stop when the light’s red
(Lebih cepat dari kecepatan cahaya)

(I’m allergic to the-)
(It’s just not possible)
(You capping!)
I’m allergic to the bands

You’ll know them by tomorrow
I’m not good at making plans
[?] cut myself I got blood on my Vans
Broke my wrist, baby, now I’m driving with no hands (Hands, hands)

Now I’m driving with no-
Kaki!
[?] brace cuz I’m flying out my seat
Headfirst through the windshield