[Verse 1: Chris Webby]. I'm a walking bad habit E tabs up in the cabinet. Savage rap status: vocabulary extravagant. A rock star poppin' rotches in bars. Used to flip bud now just rappin' cop me a car. No tellin' Connecticut felon I Gps 'em. And find my mark like Magellan with more lines than. Corey Feldman. I never cease to impress 'em. I cardiac arrest 'em. With every studio session I'm killin' 'em no question. Webb's back better hold your breath when I'm rhyming homes. I murder beats I'm Jonah Hex on the microphone. Fiends saying I'm the dopest yet. And haters? I shrug 'em off until my f*cking shoulders sweat. I'm breaking bones a modern version of Casey Jones. Scored a hand I'm the winner playing the Game of Thrones. F*ck beef my rapping style's filet mignon. Gettin' drunk f*ck yo' driver somebody take me home. [Hook: (Some girl) & Slaine]. (Take me home). Take me home now b*tch. (Take me home). Watch for the cops hit the blinker when you switch. (Take me home). Lanes 'cause you know that I'm famous and I'm rich. (Take me home). Eyes on the road take me home now b*tch. (Take me home). Take me home now b*tch. (Take me home). Watch for the cops hit the blinker when you switch. (Take me home). Lanes 'cause you know that I'm famous and I'm rich. (Take me home). Eyes on the road take me home now b*tch. [Verse 2: Slaine]. I know that I should change but I don't really think I can. It's just part of my nature ? I never cracked I never ran. The world was falling on me when my back was in a jam. I always kept on fighting that's exactly who I am. And this is who I am no way that I can change it. I'm buckwild stupid and dangerous. My best friends are not strangers. These are the motherf*ckers I hang with. We speak the same language. And I ain't saying French English or Spanish or Spanglish. I mean pain and anguish. this cocaine slangin' bang-bang sh*t. Mac-11s that we aim with. In other words I'm rolling with the same clique I came with. I'm the sameness and f*ck being famous. Fame dreams are for groupies. I'm a real-life gangster that you ain't seen in the movies. What I mean is I'm truly off the hook. Like a phone in a nursing home homie I'm that Boston crook. [Hook: (Some girl) & Slaine]. (Take me home). Take me home now b*tch. (Take me home). Watch for the cops hit the blinker when you switch. (Take me home). Lanes 'cause you know that I'm famous and I'm rich. (Take me home). Eyes on the road take me home now b*tch. (Take me home). Take me home now b*tch. (Take me home). Watch for the cops hit the blinker when you switch. (Take me home). Lanes 'cause you know that I'm famous and I'm rich. (Take me home). Eyes on the road take me home now b*tch. [Verse 3: Chris Webby]. I damage tracks so listeners always ran it back. Always with a half-ounce stuffed into a sandwich bag. I kill it quickly and always keeping the realest with me. Stealing all the f*cking insulin from Wilford Brimley. "Diabetes" rappers could never beat us. I been spittin' sh*t like this since I was just a f*ckin' fetus. Keep your chick with me as long as she give dome. Rollin' up the Diesel I'm burning like Jim Rome. B*tch!. [Verse 4: Slaine]. Yeah standin' here's a man with the past the inspiration. For the kids on the corner. but still got the laugh of a mental patient. The infiltration of the game. Born from a central hatred of fame. A pencil shaking with pain. An injured stake in the claim from the wrath I became. My paragaph's insane. are futuristic pictures of the past from which I came. And this is Slaine with a shotty in the hooptie son. My whole career's a robbery. that they could never scoop me from. [Hook: (Some girl) & Slaine]. (Take me home). Take me home now b*tch. (Take me home). Watch for the cops hit the blinker when you switch. (Take me home). Lanes 'cause you know that I'm famous and I'm rich. (Take me home). Eyes on the road take me home now b*tch. (Take me home). Take me home now b*tch. (Take me home). Watch for the cops hit the blinker when you switch. (Take me home). Lanes 'cause you know that I'm famous and I'm rich. (Take me home). Eyes on the road take me home now b*tch