Hey man ya know I'm really ok .
The gun in my hand will tell you the same .
But when i'm in my car, don't give me no crap,
'Cause the slightest thing and I just might snap .
When I go driving I stay in my lane .
But getting cut off- it makes me insane .
Open up the glove box,
Reach inside,
I'm gonna wreck this fuckers ride,
'Cause I got a bad habit .
Of blowin' away,
Yeah, Yeah
I got a bad habit,
Yeah, Yeah
And it 'aint goin' away,
Yeah, Yeah---
Ohh Ohh Ooh ohh
Well they say the road's a dangerous place .
If you flip me off I'm the danger you'll face
You drive on my ass,
Your foot's on the gas,
And your next breath is your last-
'Cause I got a bad habit
Of blowin' away,
Yeah, Yeah
I got a bad habit,
Yeah, Yeah
And it 'aint goin' away,
Yeah, Yeah---
Ohh Ohh Ooh ohh
Drivers are rude,
Such attitudes,
But when i show my piece-,
Complaints cease, Something's odd,
I feel like I'm God,
You stupid dumb-shit god-damn motherfucker
Open up the glove box,
Reach inside,
I'm gonna wreck this fuckers ride,
'Cause I got a bad habit,
Of blowin' away,
Yeah, Yeah
I got a bad habit,
Yeah, Yeah
And it 'aint goin' away,
Yeah, Yeah---
Ohh Ohh Ooh ohh
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