SCREWDRIVA

Clear as fuck, clear as fuck

Clear as fuck, clear as fuck

Clear as fuck, clear as fuck

180 down the Hume

Whilst the boys slept

Speed crept

Fresh off the M5 lad

I'm solid as a rock

Whilst the tin can falls apart

My visions blur but the

Dot in the horizon's

Clear as fuck

And the first thing that they

Did when they awoke was have a stroke

And the first thing that they

Heard when they awoke

Was CLUBSMOKE

And I swear I'm trying to

Get it done (ay)

Before my hearin' recedes

There's nothing on this asphalt

That'll get on me

Got chrome on my lips

Got chrome on my lips

Got chrome on the whip

Got blood on my wrist

Brah I swear the SCREWDRIVA must have slipped

Got chrome on my lips

Got chrome on the whip

Got blood on my wrist

Brah I swear the SCREWDRIVA must have slipped

180BPM

The wind-noise pumps like techno

I know this shit's impressive

She's holding up her pinky

Like brah what the fuck's the message?

You've never seen a V6

Hit the red bit on the dash

That's a blessing

You've never seen a case of Monster cans

On the backseat, caffeine, carnitine, taurine

Heartbeat hitting 208

The Garmin's gon' disintegrate (ya)

There's nothing on this asphalt

I won't tailgate

Got chrome on my lips

Got chrome on my lips

Got chrome on the whip

Got blood on my wrist

Brah I swear the SCREWDRIVA must have slipped

Got chrome on my lips

Got chrome on the whip

Got blood on my wrist

Brah I swear the SCREWDRIVA must have slipped