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Kahlil Simplis - Drive Slow Lyrics



Kahlil Simplis - Drive Slow Lyrics
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I ain't afraid to hit your line like"What the f*ck is up?"
I just wanna see you ride me til' the sun is up
I know you had plans but I had to f*ck em up
10 shots in, girl, like we ain't drunk enough?
So, drive slow
Hands on your body, baby, let me drive slow
You'd rather be here than the club, I know
Want me all to you and only you, I know
Slide up in them walls til' I'm nodding off
I know you got work, but I got you calling off
You ain't love to smile, baby, til' I got involved
Stressed at your job, you see me to relieve it all
Go get dressed up and come hop in the Benz
Drop me the pin
Look I'm on the 10, mobbing again
I over-compliment you, gotta stop me again
Bottles on bottles, got your gram poppin' again
Type to block me and then follow again
You fell in love, cus' I don't follow the trends
And I love to spend
Sending pics of where I take you to like all of your friends
Trips on extend, and I cover all the expense, yeah
I feel like Steph Curry way I put it night and night
Trips away from your ex, I call them spite flights
Audemars, Richard Millie's when the time's right
You got dreams, you know I can make em life-like
But clearly these are things that you know
Cus' you been here for days in a row
And you blow my phone up when I'm on the road
Say you ain't obsessed with me, but it's showing
I ain't afraid to hit your line like"What the f*ck is up?"
I just wanna see you ride me till the sun is up
I know you had plans, but I had to f*ck em up
Ten shots in, girl, like we ain't drunk enough?
So, drive slow
Hands on your body, baby, let me drive slow
You'd rather be here than the club, I know
Want me all to you and only you, I know
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go get dressed up and come hop in the Benz
Drop me the pin
Look I'm on the 10, mobbing again
I over-compliment you, gotta stop me again
Bottles on bottles, got your gram poppin' again
Type to block me and then follow again
You fell in love, cus' I don't follow the trends
And I love to spend
Sending pics of where I take you to like all of your friends
Trips on extend, and I cover all the expense
Yeah, so
Drive slow
Hands on your body, baby, let me drive slow
You'd rather be here than the club, I know
Want me all to you and only you, I know
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I ain't afraid to hit your line like"What the f*ck is up?"
I just wanna see you ride me til' the sun is up
I know you had plans but I had to f*ck em up
10 shots in, girl, like we ain't drunk enough?
So, drive slow
Hands on your body, baby, let me drive slow
You'd rather be here than the club, I know
Want me all to you and only you, I know
Slide up in them walls til' I'm nodding off
I know you got work, but I got you calling off
You ain't love to smile, baby, til' I got involved
Stressed at your job, you see me to relieve it all
Go get dressed up and come hop in the Benz
Drop me the pin
Look I'm on the 10, mobbing again
I over-compliment you, gotta stop me again
Bottles on bottles, got your gram poppin' again
Type to block me and then follow again
You fell in love, cus' I don't follow the trends
And I love to spend
Sending pics of where I take you to like all of your friends
Trips on extend, and I cover all the expense, yeah
I feel like Steph Curry way I put it night and night
Trips away from your ex, I call them spite flights
Audemars, Richard Millie's when the time's right
You got dreams, you know I can make em life-like
But clearly these are things that you know
Cus' you been here for days in a row
And you blow my phone up when I'm on the road
Say you ain't obsessed with me, but it's showing
I ain't afraid to hit your line like"What the f*ck is up?"
I just wanna see you ride me till the sun is up
I know you had plans, but I had to f*ck em up
Ten shots in, girl, like we ain't drunk enough?
So, drive slow
Hands on your body, baby, let me drive slow
You'd rather be here than the club, I know
Want me all to you and only you, I know
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go get dressed up and come hop in the Benz
Drop me the pin
Look I'm on the 10, mobbing again
I over-compliment you, gotta stop me again
Bottles on bottles, got your gram poppin' again
Type to block me and then follow again
You fell in love, cus' I don't follow the trends
And I love to spend
Sending pics of where I take you to like all of your friends
Trips on extend, and I cover all the expense
Yeah, so
Drive slow
Hands on your body, baby, let me drive slow
You'd rather be here than the club, I know
Want me all to you and only you, I know
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Writer: Kahlil Simplis
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Performed By: Kahlil Simplis
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: Kahlil Simplis

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