Dumbfoundead - Shotgun lyrics

[Verse 1] Getaway car, no road maps Memory gone, no throwbacks What if we leave never go back Don't think hard, don't hold back Let's just go Your two jobs, your landlord Girl you ain't gotta stand for this bullsh** Just hop in, middle fingers up Let's bounce we out in a new whip You saying that I lost my mind Trust me I'm feeling fine Just thought about the best time That I ever had is when we bumped and grind Why not let it last for a lifetime Blow tree 'til the sun go down Beach side while we sipping on a Mai Tai Let me get you one more round Girl you ain't no trophy wife Why the f** you want that life You don't want that hold me tight You the pull you hair and choking type I'm that man, you that girl Do that dance that I like so much I like your touch, you like my car Then put your bags inside that trunk [Hook] What's a brand new car without a bad b**h Riding shotgun on the run to the casket If the cops come, come she know where to stash it Got her hair blowing in the wind with the ashes [Verse 2] 5'7, brunette New life, no debt Bright red, Corvette Where the f** shall we go next? Clean slate with no past We change cars in El Paso Pa** through as no mans And now we build our own castle Shotgun, shotgun, yeah she ridin' shotgun Wreckin', Rolling light it up And we flying high like Top Gun She got guns in her Prada bag And ain't afraid to pop one f** a bad she's f**ing bad Y'all ever see a cop run? Mexico Patron shots Roleplay at the checkpoint Drove through them road blocks Man they gave us no choice I tell her take the wheel It's getting way to real She shooting 38's rocking heels Sk**s [Hook] What's a brand new car without a bad b**h Riding shotgun on the run to the casket If the cops come, come she know where to stash it Got her hair blowing in the wind with the ashes [Verse 3] Hotels, hair dyed It's like a new girl every night Fast life in paradise We moving up to airlines Hood chick ain't seen sh** Now she on that G6 Put her on that cruise ship And see if she gets seasick 3 kids, 2 dogs Big house with that white fence You the type of down broad I'm tryna' spend my life with Back then we were broke honey Came up on that coke money So funny how life works Turn light work to more money Go clean like dope fiends In rehab we road kings Nah, this ain't a movie We just living out our own scenes You were down to ride So I got you 'til I die My shotgun, shotgun, always to my side Let's just go Let's just go Let's just go Let's just go [Hook] What's a brand new car without a bad b**h Riding shotgun on the run to the casket If the cops come, come she know where to stash it Got her hair blowing in the wind with the ashes