Shotgun - Dumbfoundead

Getaway car, no road maps

Memory gone, no throwbacks

What if we leave never go back

Don’t think hard, don’t hold back

Let’s just go

Your two jobs, your landlord

Girl you ain’t gotta stand for this bullshit

Just hop in, middle fingers up

Let’s bounce we out in a new whip

You saying that I lost my mind

Trust me I’m feeling fine

Just thought about the best time

That I ever had is when we bumped and grind

Why not let it last for a lifetime

Blow tree 'til the sun go down

Beach side while we sipping on a Mai Tai

Let me get you one more round

Girl you ain’t no trophy wife

Why the fuck you want that life

You don’t want that hold me tight

You the pull you hair and choking type

I’m that man, you that girl

Do that dance that I like so much

I like your touch, you like my car

Then put your bags inside that trunk

What’s a brand new car without a bad bitch

Riding shotgun on the run to the casket

If the cops come, come she know where to stash it

Got her hair blowing in the wind with the ashes

5'7, brunette

New life, no debt

Bright red, Corvette

Where the fuck shall we go next?

Clean slate with no past

We change cars in El Paso

Pass through as no mans

And now we build our own castle

Shotgun, shotgun, yeah she ridin' shotgun

Wreckin', Rolling light it up

And we flying high like Top Gun

She got guns in her Prada bag

And ain’t afraid to pop one

Fuck a bad she’s fucking bad

Y’all ever see a cop run?

Mexico Patron shots

Roleplay at the checkpoint

Drove through them road blocks

Man they gave us no choice

I tell her take the wheel

It’s getting way to real

She shooting 38's rocking heels

Skills

What’s a brand new car without a bad bitch

Riding shotgun on the run to the casket

If the cops come, come she know where to stash it

Got her hair blowing in the wind with the ashes

Hotels, hair dyed

It’s like a new girl every night

Fast life in paradise

We moving up to airlines

Hood chick ain’t seen shit

Now she on that G6

Put her on that cruise ship

And see if she gets seasick

3 kids, 2 dogs

Big house with that white fence

You the type of down broad

I’m tryna' spend my life with

Back then we were broke honey

Came up on that coke money

So funny how life works

Turn light work to more money

Go clean like dope fiends

In rehab we road kings

Nah, this ain’t a movie

We just living out our own scenes

You were down to ride

So I got you 'til I die

My shotgun, shotgun, always to my side

Let’s just go

Let’s just go

Let’s just go

Let’s just go

What’s a brand new car without a bad bitch

Riding shotgun on the run to the casket

If the cops come, come she know where to stash it

Got her hair blowing in the wind with the ashes