Cant steer shit

(Intro)
Yeah…
Uh.
Sara behind the wheel — wild as hell.
One arm in a cast, the other on chaos.
Let’s ride…

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(Verse 1)
Sara like to drive fast, pedal hit the floor
Whippin’ round corners like she’s headed to war
Got an arm in a cast, but she still wanna score
One hand on the wheel, one flippin’ the law

She said, “I don’t stop, I just swerve through fate”
But we damn near died on that exit gate
“Oh shit,” she yell, tires scream like fate
Hit the curb, lost grip — now it’s too late

She laughin’, “Oops, guess I missed that turn,”
I’m clenchin’ the seat while my stomach burn
She can’t steer shit, but she damn sure learn
That chaos got a price when the tires churn

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(Hook)
She can’t steer shit, nah, she just let it slide
One arm in a cast, but still down to ride
“Oh fuck!” she scream, as we nearly collide
But she smirkin’ like death just high-fived her pride

Can’t steer shit — but she movin’ with flair
Life on the edge, like she don’t even care
Wheels spin out, smell smoke in the air
Seatbelt tight, I’m just sendin’ a prayer

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(Verse 2)
Sara got that rage, beauty and a beast
Doin’ 90 in the rain while I beg for peace
She said, “Don’t talk fear, that’s a bitch disease,”
And then fishtailed wild like the tires on grease

She got one hand bandaged, heart full of fight
Flippin’ off fate in the dead of night
Dashboard flashin’, but she love that light
Like livin’ ain’t real ‘less it feel like flight

I said, “Slow down,” she said, “Not today.”
If I’m goin’ out, I’ma go my way
She don’t ride waves, she crash through bays
And she laugh when the laws give chase, okay?

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(Hook)
She can’t steer shit, nah, she just let it slide
One arm in a cast, but still down to ride
“Oh fuck!” she scream, as we nearly collide
But she smirkin’ like death just high-fived her pride

Can’t steer shit — but she movin’ with flair
Life on the edge, like she don’t even care
Wheels spin out, smell smoke in the air
Seatbelt tight, I’m just sendin’ a prayer

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(Bridge)
She live in the fast lane, no reroute
Got scars like stories she bleed out
Dashboard dented, soul loud
And she ride with the reaper in a ghost cloud

Mirror cracked, but her eyes stay focused
Crazy, yeah, but her drive ferocious
She said, “If I die, at least I own this,”
But I’m tryna breathe while the road get hopeless

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(Outro)
Yeah, Sara ride wild with a smirk and a twist
Burnin’ rubber like the devil wrote the script
One arm broke, but her will don’t quit
Steerin’ through hell like, “Yo, I got this.”

She can’t steer shit… but damn, she lit.
Can’t lie — I still ride with that chick.

Westcost Hiphop rap hard aggressive 808 beats, Aggressive, Male Vocals, Steady