Well, they say the road's a dangerous place
Gonna wreck this fucker's ride
I guess, I got a bad habit

Yeah, yeah
When I go driving, I stay in my lane
I guess I got a bad habit
Yeah, yeah
You drive on my ass, your foot's on the gas
'Cause the slightest thing and I just might snap at all
Of blowin' away
You stupid, dumb shit, goddamn, motherfucker

Of blowin' away
And it ain't goin' away
But when I show my piece, complaints cease

Drivers are rude, such attitudes
I guess, I got a bad habit

Of blowin' away
And your next breath is your last
But when I'm in my car, don't give me no crap
Gonna wreck this fucker's ride

And it ain't goin' away
Got a bad habit
Open the glove box, reach inside
And it ain't goin' away
Got a bad habit
I got a bad habit
If you flip me off, I'll get in your face

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Something's odd, I feel like I'm God
I open the glove box, reach inside
But getting cut off, it makes me insane