Driver lyrics

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
She f*ckin' with the n*ggas in the back
Hood n*ggas in the black, bad b*tches gettin' in for the rack, uh
She don’t wanna waste time on a lame n*gga
I don’t wanna waste time 'cause I’m Lanez, n*gga
Yeah, I got so many hoes
So many though that lil n*gga get cash
See the whip vroom and I’m in the back
Blink your eye, see the whip ride, call it whiplash, ah
I don’t got no time for hoes, they ain’t got no time for me
But if I tell a b*tch put that work in, I bet she’d grind for free
What I'm tryna to say is no time to waste so don’t f*ck around
So live inside of this moment, girl and just f*ck me now

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Shawty I ain’t playin', nah
I’m f*ckin' round, I’m f*ckin' round
That Henny all in my cup
Seen that Benz pull up and got stuck
Oh she said alright, can you be my driver?
And if I drive that pus*y wild then she gon' be my rider
So I said alright, I’ma be your driver
And if I drive that pus*y wild then she gon' be my rider
So I said alright, I’mma be yo driver
And if I drive that pus*y wild then she gon' be my rider
[Verse 2: Roscoe Dash]
Pull up in the parkin' lot
Don’t give a f*ck if it was dark or not
Baby girl, we on a mission too
You and anywhere we can position to
Probably pay her car note and her tuition too
Her lil pus*y and her ass in critical
Condition when I finished from replenished
She was sayin' it never happen
Back at it, clap-clappin'
f*ck it let them b*tches hate on it
Probably work they whole life just to pay for it
Got a booty so big, sit a cake on it
Any other n*gga gotta wait on it
But a n*gga like me don’t need to plate for it
And I ain’t know it
So when I ride by I don’t even say nothin'
She be smilin' 'cause she love a n*gga style
So I’m the only she let drive around, I'm like

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Shawty I ain’t playin', nah
I’m f*ckin' round, I’m f*ckin' round
That Henny all in my cup
Seen that Benz pull up and got stuck
Oh she said alright, can you be my driver?
And if I drive that pus*y wild then she gon' be my rider
So I said alright, I’ma be your driver
And if I drive that pus*y wild then she gon' be my rider
So I said alright, I’mma be yo driver
And if I drive that pus*y wild then she gon' be my rider
[Interlude]
Tory: Who the f*ck is this? Hello?
Lucille: Yo
Tory: Hello, Ms. Backseat Love
Lucille: I'm not doin' this no more
Tory: What's wrong with you? You straight?
Lucille: Look, I'm not stupid
Tory: What you mean? What you talkin' 'bout?
Lucille: I know you and your homies shot at my man
Tory: Ay, you trippin' Lucille. You don't even know me like that
Lucille: All this money, the guns
Tory: Yo, Lucille
Lucille: Just is, this foreign lifestyle you got tryna maintain
Tory: Where's this even comin' from like? Yo
Lucille:It was an eye job, wasn't it?
Tory: You know what, yeah, it f*ckin' was, man, aight. What?
Lucille: You know the difference Tory
Tory: It is what it is
Lucille: You just another n*gga doin' somethin' wild for a dollar
Tory: Yeah, yeah, good for f*ckin' me. Aight?
Lucille: I'm not tryna knock your house off. I'ma let you do you but I just don't feel right
Tory: You trippin' Lucille