Lyric Bad Habit

The gun in my hand will tell you the same
But when I m in my car
Don t give me no crap
Cause the slightest thing and I just might snap
When I go driving I stay in my lane
But getting cut off makes me insane
I open the glove box
Reach inside
I m gonna wreck this fucker s ride
I guess I got a bad habit
Of blowin away
Yeah I got a bad habit
And it ain t goin away Yeah
Well they say the road s a dangerous place
If you flip me off I m the danfer you ll face
You drive on my ass
Your foot s on the gas
And your next breath is your last
Drivers are rude
Such attitudes
But when I show my piece
Complaints cease
Something s odd
I feel like I m God
You stupid dumbshit goddam motherfucker
I open the glove box
Reach inside
I m gonna wreck this fucker s ride