Lauren

if you think you see me in a hummer know that you are mistaken. i can't be shaken. i'm a tree climber, a true nickel and dimer. the cops want to stop me but they can't pull me over, i ain't rollin in no land rover. you think you see me? nah-nah sugar that ain't me. Shit, drink your tea and get back on the main road, cause i've be drinking on my bicycle and needs a lift in your vehicle. once we drivin down the two way, please drive slowly so the bike dont bust, you own a truck and the chains will rust. it starts to rain but no need to complain cause your getting the fuck out. my bike moves up front and we're cruisin till the engine got angry and it started to pout. the gas ran out. no need to refuel. i pull my bike from its car seat and ride along justa pumpin my feet. now if you see me stray from the bike path, kindly let me roam. these wheels got a mind of their own. beep-beep goes the horn next to my b-i-k-e basket. i'm on and off the streets and you can't surpass it, or me, cause we free. we fucking free roam riders with rum in the to-go cup. so you best shut your muffler up. damn motherfucker damn.