Passenger seat.

[Verse 1]
Is it just my fucked up way
Or am I just gunning for the grave
Womb to the tomb, it all stays the same
Don't want to see me when the shirts being made, yeah
When I'm gone, won't you sing about me?
Like I'm Cornrow Kenny without idolizing
Cause I ain't a man who's worthy of praise
But if I die, be nice to say

[Chorus]
Pour a little Henny on the ground for me
Highway to hell in the passenger seat
Deserve what I get always was a fiend
Put blunts on my grave I'll smoke for weeks
Pour a little Henny on the ground for me
Highway to hеll in the passenger sеat
Deserve what I get always was a fiend
Put blunts on my grave I'll smoke for weeks

[Verse 2]
Buy a bitch some jewelry, still hit you with the K
Man, that's the shit that's clinically insane
I've been smoking dope just to deal with my pain
Man, that's the shit that gets me through the day
I ain't got no hoe, I ain't got no wife
I've been moving slow, I ain't getting through these nights
Semi on the low, but the Remy on ice
I've been pushing through, but not with these fights

[Chorus]
Pour a little Henny on the ground for me
Highway to hell in the passenger seat
Deserve what I get always was a fiend
Put blunts on my grave I'll smoke for weeks
Pour a little Henny on the ground for me
Highway to hell in the passenger seat
Deserve what I get always was a fiend
Put blunts on my grave I'll smoke for weeks

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah