Drive
Fraggy.P Lyrics
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Rap attack 50
Goddamn
W, M, A
Bare no sin
W, M
W, M
Come on, ma, can I borrow the keys?
My generation is carpooling with doom and disease
Buckle up, skipper, the new American Asterix
You're riding shotty with Jesus of Nascareth
At the end of the day, we all sittin' on 24s, 365 horses
No horse shit with nothing but a learning permit
Delinquents on the Autobahn poppin' our airbags off, worthless
I'm not depressed, man, I'm just a fucking New Yorker
Who knows that sittin' in traffic with these bastards is torture
I'll be in a jalopy with a mami gettin' head rest
And howl at the glowing moon roof, as proof that I'm not dead yet
And y'all can all give me the Hummer, 'cause in the meantime
I'ma pimp this ride like fly formula one-er, this is the El-Product summer
With a gleam of factory gun metal sheen grey and no VIN number
Drive, drive, drive
Hopped in the hooptie screaming, "Freedom is mine"
Drive, drive, drive, drive
Bumpin' the tune I so conveniently provide
Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive
Don't have to be flashy, I'll use any old ride
Drive, drive, drive, drive
Hop in the whip and peel away, stay alive
Cars slide by with the booming system
Like New York is Fallujah with metal gear using Christians
Posted up for the gods of oil mining
In a military Humvee with no bullet proof siding
(Sorry, guys)
Brooklyn, baby I'm water locked walkin' nervous
When the curfew was imposed closing transportational service
This gonzomatic fear turns me Hunter S. Thompson
With my lawyer leaning over the side view mirror vomiting
You call 'em windows, I call 'em asbestos lesseners
For this wheezing in my chest I'll need more than fucking air fresheners
There ain't no easy pass, hands on the dash
You'll get rocked in the Casbah if the movement's too fast
Here come the cannon balls, run, get in your gremlin
The days of thunder's creepin' up sooner than you expected
Paranoid brethren disable their on star knowing they'll trace us
Pull us over and shout, "Get out the car"
Drive, drive, drive
Hopped in the hooptie screaming, "Freedom is mine"
Drive, drive, drive, drive
Bumpin' the tune I so conveniently provide
Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive
Don't have to be flashy, I'll use any old ride
Drive, drive, drive, drive
Hop in the whip and peel away, stay alive
These TV thugs got the heart of Herbie the Luv Bug
It don't take a speed racing mind to see that they're just stuck
I'll wrap your promo truck with a Nambla stencil
To prove that you're fucking babies frontin' up in a rental
I knew a kid who navigated it slippery
And fuel injected a speedball on his way to Atlantic City
Out the race before even making his mark
And now he'll never pick his shit up out of long term parking
My triple A card has one too many initials
And autobot on the fringe of liquid addiction spinning fish-tails
About to careen on some toonces shit off the cliff
But love for the sport of racing is keeping me out of coffins
Camu was like fuck it, just keep the beats dirty dusty
I grabbed the CB radio like, 10/4 good buddy
I'll keep running the track even when muddy 'cause my insurance
Don't cover leaving behind the pit crew that love me, so I drive
Drive, drive, drive
Hopped in the hooptie screaming, "Freedom is mine"
Drive, drive, drive, drive
Bumpin' the tune I so conveniently provide
Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive
Don't have to be flashy, I'll use any old ride
Drive, drive, drive, drive
Hop in the whip and peel away, stay alive
What the fuck El, look out!
The song "Drive" by Fraggy.P is a rap song that addresses the love for driving in the contemporary American society. The artist, who is from New York, starts the song by asking his mother for her car keys, emphasizing the importance of cars and driving to his generation. He compares driving with the American Asterix, the obelisk monument that symbolizes American independence. Fraggy.P describes driving as an expression of freedom and a way to escape the torments of urban life.
Fraggy.P touches upon dangerous driving habits such as racing on the Autobahn and popping airbags off while driving. He understands the possible consequences of reckless driving but also recognizes the thrill and excitement that comes with the activity. The song also touches on the paranoia that comes from living in a city like New York, where one cannot afford to let their guard down on the road. There is an element of fear that is associated with driving, especially with roadblocks and curfew sanctions. The driver also acknowledges the potential dangers of driving too fast, especially with cops and cameras to watch out for.
Overall, Fraggy.P's "Drive" is a narrative of the importance of cars and the freedom that driving provides in the contemporary American society. He encourages people to enjoy driving and to peel away from their stressful lives, but also to exercise caution and be mindful of their safety and those of other road users.
Line by Line Meaning
Fuckers
Introduction
Rap attack 50
Aggressive opening to the song
Goddamn
Exclamation of frustration or surprise
W, M, A
Unknown
Bare no sin
No sin or guilt associated with reckless driving
W, M
Unknown
Come on, ma, can I borrow the keys?
Requesting the car keys
My generation is carpooling with doom and disease
The younger generation is facing an uncertain and dangerous future
Buckle up, skipper, the new American Asterix
Preparing for a wild ride, referencing the old comic Asterix
You're riding shotty with Jesus of Nascareth
Passenger seat is with Jesus of Nazareth
At the end of the day, we all sittin' on 24s, 365 horses
Everyone is sitting on their car's wheels and engine
No horse shit with nothing but a learning permit
Driving without a full license
Delinquents on the Autobahn poppin' our airbags off, worthless
Dangerous driving, possibly with criminal intent
I'm not depressed, man, I'm just a fucking New Yorker
Being a New Yorker is tough, but not a cause for depression
Who knows that sittin' in traffic with these bastards is torture
Traffic is unbearable
I'll be in a jalopy with a mami gettin' head rest
Driving a rundown car with a woman giving a headrest
And howl at the glowing moon roof, as proof that I'm not dead yet
Being alive and enjoying life
And y'all can all give me the Hummer, 'cause in the meantime
Does not want an expensive car like a Hummer
I'ma pimp this ride like fly formula one-er, this is the El-Product summer
Will make the best of his car and drive it like a Formula One racecar
With a gleam of factory gun metal sheen grey and no VIN number
Car has been modified and is not identifiable
Drive, drive, drive
Motivation to drive
Hopped in the hooptie screaming, "Freedom is mine"
Excitement and feeling of freedom while driving a cheap car
Drive, drive, drive, drive
Continuing to drive
Bumpin' the tune I so conveniently provide
Playing his own music while driving
Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive
Repeatedly urging himself to keep driving
Don't have to be flashy, I'll use any old ride
Does not need a fancy car to enjoy driving
Hop in the whip and peel away, stay alive
Get in the car and drive fast, while being safe
Cars slide by with the booming system
Other cars with loud music are passing by
Like New York is Fallujah with metal gear using Christians
Describing the chaotic and intense driving experience in New York
Posted up for the gods of oil mining
Paying high gas prices for the benefit of oil companies
In a military Humvee with no bullet proof siding
Driving a dangerous, vulnerable vehicle
(Sorry, guys)
Unknown
Brooklyn, baby I'm water locked walkin' nervous
Fearful of being stuck or stranded in Brooklyn
When the curfew was imposed closing transportational service
Transportation is limited during curfew
This gonzomatic fear turns me Hunter S. Thompson
Fear turns him into the adventurous journalist, Hunter S. Thompson
With my lawyer leaning over the side view mirror vomiting
A reference to Hunter S. Thompson's attorney character in Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
You call 'em windows, I call 'em asbestos lesseners
The car windows are bad for his health
For this wheezing in my chest I'll need more than fucking air fresheners
The air fresheners won't help with his breathing problems
There ain't no easy pass, hands on the dash
No easy way out of a bad situation
You'll get rocked in the Casbah if the movement's too fast
Dangerous driving will result in being hurt
Here come the cannon balls, run, get in your gremlin
Something dangerous is happening, quickly get to your car
The days of thunder's creepin' up sooner than you expected
Death can come sooner than expected
Paranoid brethren disable their on star knowing they'll trace us
Turning off tracking devices to avoid authorities
Pull us over and shout, "Get out the car"
Getting pulled over and ordered to get out of the car
These TV thugs got the heart of Herbie the Luv Bug
Incompetent criminals with no real toughness
It don't take a speed racing mind to see that they're just stuck
It's obvious that the criminals are stuck or desperate
I'll wrap your promo truck with a Nambla stencil
Making fun of someone with a child exploitation reference
To prove that you're fucking babies frontin' up in a rental
Insinuating that someone is not doing as well as they appear to be
I knew a kid who navigated it slippery
Someone he knows who was good at evading authority
And fuel injected a speedball on his way to Atlantic City
Drug abuse before going on a dangerous trip
Out the race before even making his mark
The person was unsuccessful before they had a chance to succeed
And now he'll never pick his shit up out of long term parking
The car will likely be impounded for a long time
My triple A card has one too many initials
Misunderstanding with his insurance provider
And autobot on the fringe of liquid addiction spinning fish-tails
Driving recklessly while under the influence of alcohol
About to careen on some toonces shit off the cliff
About to drive off a cliff
But love for the sport of racing is keeping me out of coffins
His love for the rush is preventing him from dying
Camu was like fuck it, just keep the beats dirty dusty
Motivation to keep making music for the thrill
I grabbed the CB radio like, 10/4 good buddy
Referencing a CB radio culture and embracing it
I'll keep running the track even when muddy 'cause my insurance
Will keep driving even with poor conditions because of his insurance
Don't cover leaving behind the pit crew that love me, so I drive
Not willing to quit driving because of the people who care for him in the pit crew
What the fuck El, look out!
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Written by: Jaime Meline
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Mustard - Ballin Feat. Roddy Ricch Lyrics
[Intro]
I don't really wanna go
I don't really wanna stay
But I really hope and pray
Can we get it together?
Get it together
Mustard on the beat, ho
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team
Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up, gettin' racks in the morning
I was broke, now I'm rich, these niggas salty
[Verse 1: Roddy Ricch]
All this designer on my body got me drip, drip, ayy
Straight up out the Yajects, I'm a big Crip
If I got a pint of lean, I'ma sip, sip
I run the racks up with my queen like London and Nip
But I got rich on all these niggas, I didn't forget, back
I had to go through the struggle, I didn't forget that
I hopped inside of the Maybach and now I can sit back
These bitches know me now 'cause I got them big racks
'Cause I'm gettin' money now, I know you heard that
Young nigga on the corner, bitch, I had to serve crack
Uncle fronted me some P's, had to get them birds back
We came up on dirty money, I gave it a birdbath
Cut off the brain and I give my bitch a new coupe
Either you from the Yah Gang or you're SuWoop
Got a New Orleans bitch and man, that pussy voodoo
And I'm that nigga now, who knew?
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team
Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up, gettin' racks in the morning
I was broke, now I'm rich, these niggas salty
[Verse 2: Roddy Ricch]
I been wakin' up to get the money, woah, woah
Got a bad bitch, her ass tatted, woah, woah
Givenchy to my toes, two twins, I'm fucking 'em both
I put her in a new AP, the water like a boat
I was down bad on my dick, where was you niggas at?
I know you turned your back on me just to get some racks
I seen you swerve back, 'cause I'm in the black 'Bach
New diamonds on me, fuck a flash, this ain't Snapchat
'Cause I been gettin' paid
Yellow diamonds on me look like lemonade
Got my baby mama that new Bentayga
Tryna get the dojo like a sensei, yeah
Rolls Royce umbrellas when I'm in the rain
I just mind my business
I got brothers that did the time, I ain't kiddin'
All these rappers just talk about it, I live it
Goin' up, I ain't got no sky limit, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team
Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up, gettin' racks in the morning
I was broke, now I'm rich, these niggas salty
[Outro: Roddy Ricch]
I, ayy, yeah
I've been ballin', lil' nigga
Now watch me ball on these niggas
Yeah, now watch me ball on these niggas, yeah
Now watch me ball on these niggas
Now watch me ball on these niggas, yeah, yeah
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Do you want to be ballin?
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That's the goal!
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Working on it
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Not anymore
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