PeteSnacks - '87 Camry lyrics

[Intro] Turn signal metronome Hit'em with that petra-tone Blessed to roam all through Italy with a girl with high heels Now I got a Map hat explains how Maroon 5 feels My my how this ride feels I could be high up in the sky with m-m-my sk**s [Verse 1] My bars the type to freeze your blood but keep you warm Cause it creates oxygen man, to help you perform Vandes: "Man whoa, you know you ain't that sweet!" I'm like "I'm just playing now get back in the back seat" But catch me if I drop the anvil like Acme And attack me if I ever act this blasphemy Lets attack the fact that we impact the back 3 When we in the front seat not acting cla**y Cause you sitting shot gun they may fire back Tryna leave my laziness all up in the tire track Cause I kick a rap with a sick attack Then stick it back in my fitted cap... Call that my mind vault Bout to shock the world old school call it 9 Volt Man check this, you know I'm bout to wreck this I got the Lamborghini, and next is the Lexus And then we going way back man you know I had that Maybach and I.... Vandes: "Whoa whoa whoa man, hold on, yo Ben... You drive an 87 Camry..." "...My Bad" [Chorus] We roll deep in my 87 Camry Homies in the back seat you know that's my family Gotta keep it rolling hope the tires don't pop Cause good times keep rolling when the rolling don't stop... [Verse 2] Unless I run out of gas Or the corroborator breaks and I run out of cash Until then, man we making it last Whether its 2 Miles an Hour or we taking it fast "It's 5 o'clock" and we're headed to Micky D's My radio broke so we play it on MP3's Or sit and have conversations about the complications Of our lives and their many complications Because we all know that we need to offer patience But then we're off to making jokes about how Mark is taking... Forever, but we just tryna learn This the ride of life and we just tryna turn Or sit in silence like some Twenty-One Pilots Lined up for the air strip and headed off for the islands So the sound waves could crash all around them like some sirens But you know what? I kind of like the quiet [Chorus] [Verse 3] So in the winter time it gets really cold, and no heat transpires And my cars heater is broken... So you know I spit that fire! Cause I spit a little rap and I get a little dap and I fiddle with the fact that i'm straight insane Hit 'em with attack then I give a little back and I never get a lack to play the game... I talk science in my raps, but I can't pa** the cla** though Broke the main stream cause I ain't about that cash flow I'm a cheesy white rapper, but my name ain't Mac, yo Which means I don't compute with the temptation from the Apple I stay back yo, from the deceivers act bro Which means that I stay with the light that's all natural... The sun, I ain't tryna ask for the horror You know I ain't tryna wear a mask like Majora Playing Legend of Zelda, but my triforce different in this Cause my Link to The Past is something that no Cap could diMinish A Jedi, I feel like; cause the seat belts automatic That's a force to be reckoned with when we chilling up in traffic (Swerve) [Chorus X2]