Driver

I can be your chauffeur
I can be your driver (yes I can)
Heard you got that killer
Bet I’m a survivor (yes I am)
With your eyes so low
Know you got that fire
Where you wanna go
I can be your driver
A little short on time and money
A little long on wants and needs
Beg your pardon, has your hard on met the heart on my sleeve?
Well I spend my nights at these
Red cup parties
Got a ticket, can’t afford the fare
Know what I mean
Ain’t got the means
But we both tryna get somewhere
I can be your chauffeur
I can be your driver
Heard you got that killer
Bet I’m a survivor
Yes I am
With your eyes so low
Know you got that fire
Where you wanna go
I can be your driver
Ain’t no money in the meter honey I can feed it
Thinking we should beat it you supreme and undefeated I’m '57 Chevy classic
Curved like a 911 with a little red corvette magic
Don’t you hate when bad chicks talk mad shit
Like you ain’t never had shit from they trash whip
Look, see, I ain’t trying to be more than the one
That get you where you wanna go
See I can be your chauffeur
Killer
Killer
Yes I am
I’ll be your driver
Say it
Say it again
I’ll be your driver
Baby
I’ll be your driver
I’ll be your