Hands on the Wheel (Freestyle)

Uh chamillitary mayne Hold up You know how them Texas boys be having they trunks extended up off that frame That's how my pinky ring be looking when I'm holding my hand on that grain Uh hands on the wheel, hands on the wheel Yea only for the trill, only for the trill Hold up, what up Schoolboy What up ASAP Ey let's get it [Verse] Here we go, don't fall back no time to rest Don't stretch ya legs we got streets to get Be careful of the people that'll heat the lead And try to tell the hollowtips to go and heat ya head I represent for Texas and my peeps is dead That's why the paint on the Biarritz's looking pizza red The leather look the color of the pizza bread But I'm a color change that like a easter egg Stacks is longer than 8 laps I'm Wells Fargo B and Vay Chase that You know these nerds is never gone face that The girl in my lap and that's face flat The tint is Wesley Snipes face black The candy looking like taste that The diamonds rocky like ASAP's She gone take it off for me (ASAP) The blood I bleed is true, R.I.P to Screw Don't need nobody telling me what else I need to do You can keep your paws but if green was blue Everybody watching me because they need a clue They can see I do know how to chase a grand Race the Benz, evade the man You can change ya plan, only anger Cham When the money ain't correct when it's exchanging hands Me and spokes go together like 8 and 3 Me and cool go together like A and C Some many styles that I got is like a to z So many rappers say they real but look fake to me Me and grind go together like Jay and B It's like M and J, it's like Spike and Lee If you lazy then you got every right to be But you can never be my dog (whoof) Michael V They was moving slow that's why my lane was stuck Had to switch it up I had to lane adjust Now that lane is just for all the lames and such If they do, you know what Then tell 'em I'm who came to flush Catch me in the caddy with the painted clutch Looking for a bigger closet I could hang my nuts Got the Nintendo gun and now my aim is up Every rapper in the game just became a duck (haha) When I blow a cartridge All the fakes and lames will all turn to carcass When they see me getting it and getting things accomplished Now we cousins like we both named DeMarcus Naw, you is not my family, you ain't riding candy Hoes ain't dropping panties You ain't worth a cent and never got a grammy You won't understand the real so you ain't got to jam me Man who is you, who is you Telling us what we bout to do You're not the trill and you're not the truth So don't mess around and get chopped and screwed If we sold it once then we can sell it twice Cause these Texas boys is way more than hype Sold it once then we can sell it twice Cause these Texas boys is way more than hype Damn right Hands on the wheel, hands on the wheel Only for the trill, only for the trill Ya already know Chamillionaire.com Hands on the wheel, hands on the wheel It's the general soldier salute Uh