I Swear (You Don't Know How To F** Drive)

I Swear (You Don't Know How To F** Drive)

I swear.. You don't know how to f** drive
And I swear.. I'll hit you with my car

I just notice that you can't drive
You put your blinker on and stay
You're not sure if you can go
'Cause you cannot see in your blind spot
You'll only let two cars go by
And though we'll make mistakes
I'll never do with my car

And I swear you're don't know how to f** drive
Oh my god (omg!)
I swear.. I'll go there and kick your a** (yes I will)
I'd bet that you go
To hfcc
You'll need to learn how to get off the road

I'd bet you don't have your license
Because you don't drive with any sense
You'll get stuck on the parking lot
And when (and when) when the cops pull over your car
You will be lost like ringo starr
Cause if you die in your car
You're not gonna scream allah!

And I swear you're don't know how to f** drive
At all (at all)
I swear.. That someone gauged out your eyes
Now your're blind (now you're blind)
You can't parallel park
You cannot switch lanes
You probably can't even go through a drive thru
I swear! (you're faggot)

(Chris playing saxophone)

I swear.. Dearborn people don't know how to drive
They don't know (they don't know)
I swear.. Even in taylor, detroit or wayne
Cannot drive
Maybe you're white
Maybe you're black
No, look, you're just another scarfie

I swear, I swear
Wallah
I swear