Kerser - Hands on the wheel lyrics

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Kerser - Hands on the wheel lyrics

[Hook] [Verse 1: Kerser] Hands on the wheel, but they barely not/ sh** even Kers is scared of Scott/ Rolling up weed shot gun, you drive/ Just popped an E, it's no wonder why/ You staring at me, so i'm staring back/ Midnight, dark scene, only wearing black/ Walking the streets I walked at 16/ Yelling "ABK, I'm back, did you miss me?"/ Sydney, go west of that/ Have a look around, its where the best is at/ c*nts gets k**ed for a twenty dollar bill/ Gun shots ring loud, everybody getting k**ed/ I'm just tryna stay real and stack the cash up/ Live, life fast like that's the mad stuff/ Back up, Kerser and Fortay/ Duck tape your mouth, you were told not to talk mate/ [Hook] [Verse 2: Fortay] Who running this what? Public Syd blocks/ From West Syd, where c*nts get shot/ Watch on the wrist goes f**ing tic toc/ And your b**h will be lucky, if she s**ing this co*k/ New scams, moving grams/ Taking cones to the head, like I'm Gucci Mane/ Few plans to exp-and, and get the cash/ I ain't about to go out and mention that/ Any given time, I'll be with a pound/ These c*nts don't rap, just queef out the mouth/ Love brings energy, hate brings drive/ f** all my enemies, making what's mine/ In her an*l, interracial/ No beautician, but I gave the b**h a facial/ Kers and the Fort, Holdin' it down/ Hand on the wheel as I roll around/ [Hook] [Verse 3] {​Kerser}​ Got bars like brah I'm an animal/ Eating other rappers, sh** 'em out like a cannibal/ New clothes, new bling makes me shine lad/ The style everybody bite and I designed that/ I stay way ahead, riding in a new car/ Hit the corner watch rims spin never lose [?]/ It's the Kers, mashed like potato/ Eyes red, off guts, do what i say hoe/ {​Fortay}​ Move when I say so, boozing the yayo/ Got me f**ed up, what I do for the pay bro/ Dropping off d**, as I cruise to a stage show/ co*k in a s*ut, nuts blued, then I change clothes/ Pound a smoke, while I'm counting notes/ Best pick up line, just shout 'em coke/ Take a lick, stuck thick dick, down her throat/ 2 of West Syd's best, just how it goes/ Yeah [Hook]