High Beams, Low Skills AI Song

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High Beams, Low Skills

High Beams, Low Skills

hip hop, trap, electronic, emphatic, angry

2024-10-11 17:13:36

High Beams, Low Skills

High Beams, Low Skills

hip hop, trap, electronic, emphatic, angry

2024-10-11 17:13:36

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[Verse 1] Ayo, Wylie drivers, time to take a seat, It’s Mompous Beats, I’m here to bring the heat. You behind the wheel, but don’t know how to steer, Let me make it clear—you gon' learn right here! That lever on the left? Yeah, that’s your blinker, It’s not decoration—use it quicker, thinker! Headlights on, yo, not just for you to see, They make you visible, so turn 'em up, G. You flashin’ high beams like you run the street, But they ain’t fog lights—get it right or take a seat. Mompous in the cut, here to educate, You messin’ up the road, but I’m here to set you straight! [Hook/Chorus] Mompous Beats, yeah, I’m runnin’ the show, Educatin’ all y’all on how to drive slow. You in the hall of shame, can’t deny, Driver’s ed dropouts, better learn to fly. Tailgatin’? Nah, that ain’t the move, Think you’re rushin’? But you ain’t smooth. Mompous Beats gon’ school ya, don’t debate, Better get back to class, yeah, it’s not too late! [Verse 2] You rollin’ too close like you tryna start a fight, But tailgatin’ me won’t make the light turn right. Follow me tight, but the traffic won’t bend, Yo, back up, friend, this ain’t gonna end! Center lane turnin’? Now that’s just dumb, Left or right—pick a side, where you from? And when you make that right, swingin’ wide to the left? Bro, stay in your lane, or face a ticket of death! Mompous Beats here, and I run this town, Take notes now, ‘fore I break it down! [Hook/Chorus] Mompous Beats, yeah, I’m runnin’ the show, Educatin’ all y’all on how to drive slow. You in the hall of shame, can’t deny, Driver’s ed dropouts, better learn to fly. Tailgatin’? Nah, that ain’t the move, Think you’re rushin’? But you ain’t smooth. Mompous Beats gon’ school ya, don’t debate, Better get back to class, yeah, it’s not too late! [Bridge] Mompous Beats, name in your head, Teachin’ these lessons, back to driver’s ed. Late? Slow down, rules don’t play, We on these streets, every single day. Left-side blinkers, turn on the lights, You in the hall of shame, get your game tight! I’m here to instruct, so don’t test fate, Yo, get schooled—it’s never too late. [Hook/Chorus (Final)] Mompous Beats, yeah, I’m runnin’ the show, Educatin’ all y’all on how to drive slow. You in the hall of shame, can’t deny, Driver’s ed dropouts, better learn to fly. Tailgatin’? Nah, that ain’t the move, Think you’re rushin’? But you ain’t smooth. Mompous Beats gon’ school ya, don’t debate, Better get back to class, yeah, it’s not too late!