Lil Purp - Think Twice lyrics

[Verse One] I swerve my f**ing car while texting on the phone It's thrown out the window into a construction zone sh**, f**, now I'm all-alone I moan and grown then pound a keystone I got an 18 pack in the back We'll, that was the last one I just cracked Now I'm piss drunk in my Doctor J throwback Tryin to drive my rusty old piece of sh** Cadillac Oh sh**, a cop just pulled up on my a** But don't worry kids, I took a criminal law cla** Just drive the speed limit, he'll be gone in a minute And if he pa**es me at least my windows are tinted Can't see me b**h, I'm drunk as f** Awe sh**, I think my car is stuck At least my jumper cables are in the trunk Or maybe not. Damn thunder just struck Down comes the rain, just my luck And my windshield has a crack the size of a hockey puck But I'm a co*ky f**, I don't need to be towed I continue on the road, drive past the railroad And see a white road it looks like it just snowed Uh oh, I think I just hit a toad I hit something, and I heard it explode And I smoke weed every day, like the next episode Keep moving, drive into the distance I've made it this far, thank god I'm Christian Thanks for the a**istance, no, f** on star I know of God's existence, sh**, another cop car Back to step one, I gotta drive slow I don't want the cop to know that I am so- so So what? you know what I already told you I pounded 18 f**in beers to the gut But f**, this cops still on my bu*t I'm gonna try to get him off and take a shortcut Great huh, he didn't fall for the bait Any second now I'm gonna be the newest inmate But wait, I just saw his license plate Its not a cop just a guy who likes to tailgate Well, stalemate, I'm back to where I started Maybe this gas station can help me find my target I bought a cigar to roll a blunt and got carded Gave him my ID said f** you and farted I don't think he liked it, but I'm no psychic, and Where's my weed at my doctor prescribed it Okay, back on the road I see my street Only a few more feet until journey's complete I'm at the last intersection, and behind me's a Mexican He gets out of the car and says hands on the wheel you're being arrested Holy sh**, the Mexican's a cop He says drop what's in your hand, I'm taking you to detox Ohh hell no f** that sh**, my house is two feet away You really think I'm gonna stay, go to jail and turn gay f** that dude I speed away from that guy I wish I thought twice before I drove ahead and died