Honda boy$

Civic’s coughing smoke again, engines wheezin' like the bro

Burning oil, burning weed, flyin blacked out on these roads, no cops were not stopping, we on go.

Skies going dark like fright, take that drink we can float,

Homie riding shotgun, face lit through the smoke.

Tires can’t stop screaming, skidding on this sunbaked road,

Rust spots on the doh, looking like some battle scars, well were scrapin on the flo

No Radio, only static, service warping, here we go!

No AC, so our windows down, we don’t fold, no fucks, we gone blow, (BOW!)

Windows down, let the dust baptize, got joints on the dash, Outlaws on the asphalt, seeking any allies, see yall running on the back street we’re taking your lives! (Chic chic, boom!)

Hondas alright, burning oil, burning time

Ghosts in the rearview, fading in the grime

Out here, smoking blunts, passing time

Honda life, yeah, we do the dash or at-least we try (brrrt!)

Ashtray full of secrets, heavy in the glow

We ain't chasing dreams, we chasing what we know

Early mornings geekin, moving from the foe, heavy with my finger, grippin on the stove! (Boom, boom, boom!)

Roads looking lonely, grabbing gears like a pro, push comes to shove leave you dusted on the Flo. (POW!)

Gas light blinking, but we ain't got the doe

Lungs full of smoke, lights shining on the pole

Laughing like hyenas, chiefing till we stoned

Were some Rebels in a Honda, running from the sun, blasting on whoever, shootin all these guns, rounds last forever, trippin on the fun.

Civic’s coughing smoke again, engines wheezin' like the bro

Burning oil, burning weed, flyin on these roads! Vroom!!!