Hey man you know I'm really okay
The gun in my hand will tell you the same
But when I'm in my car
Don't give me no c***
Cause the slightest thing and I just might snap, ey
ooohhhhh
When I go driving I stay in my lane
But getting cut off makes me insane
I open the glove box
Reach inside
I gonna wreck this f*****'s ride
I guess I got a bad habit
Of blowin' away
(Yehea, Yehea) I got a bad habit
(Yehea, Yehea) And it ain't goin' away
(Yehea, Yehea)Yehiehehea
(Yehea, Yehea)Yehiehehea
ooohhhoooooooo
ohohohooo
Well they say the road's a dangerous place
If you flip me off I'll get in your face
You drive on my a**
Your foot's on the gas
And your next breath is your last
I guess I got a bad habit
Of blowin' away
(Yehea, Yehea) I got a bad habit
(Yehea, Yehea) And it ain't goin' away
(Yehea, Yehea)Yehiehehea
(Yehea, Yehea)Yehiehehea
ooohhhoooooooo
Drivers are rude
Such attitudes
But when I show my piece
Complaints cease
Something's odd
I feel like I'm God
You stupid dumbshit goddam m***********!
ooohhhhh
I open the glove box
Reach inside
I gonna wreck this f*****'s ride
I guess I got a bad habit
Of blowin' away
(Yehea, Yehea) I got a bad habit
(Yehea, Yehea) And it ain't goin' away
(Yehea, Yehea)Yehiehehea
(Yehea, Yehea)Yehiehehea
(Yehea, Yehea)Yehiehehea
(Yehea, Yehea)Yehiehehea
ooohhhoooooooo
The gun in my hand will tell you the same
But when I'm in my car
Don't give me no c***
Cause the slightest thing and I just might snap, ey
ooohhhhh
When I go driving I stay in my lane
But getting cut off makes me insane
I open the glove box
Reach inside
I gonna wreck this f*****'s ride
I guess I got a bad habit
Of blowin' away
(Yehea, Yehea) I got a bad habit
(Yehea, Yehea) And it ain't goin' away
(Yehea, Yehea)Yehiehehea
(Yehea, Yehea)Yehiehehea
ooohhhoooooooo
ohohohooo
Well they say the road's a dangerous place
If you flip me off I'll get in your face
You drive on my a**
Your foot's on the gas
And your next breath is your last
I guess I got a bad habit
Of blowin' away
(Yehea, Yehea) I got a bad habit
(Yehea, Yehea) And it ain't goin' away
(Yehea, Yehea)Yehiehehea
(Yehea, Yehea)Yehiehehea
ooohhhoooooooo
Drivers are rude
Such attitudes
But when I show my piece
Complaints cease
Something's odd
I feel like I'm God
You stupid dumbshit goddam m***********!
ooohhhhh
I open the glove box
Reach inside
I gonna wreck this f*****'s ride
I guess I got a bad habit
Of blowin' away
(Yehea, Yehea) I got a bad habit
(Yehea, Yehea) And it ain't goin' away
(Yehea, Yehea)Yehiehehea
(Yehea, Yehea)Yehiehehea
(Yehea, Yehea)Yehiehehea
(Yehea, Yehea)Yehiehehea
ooohhhoooooooo