Hit The Road Freak ft. Dolo James Lyrics

Hit the road, huh, huh, hey, hit the road, huh, huh, hey, hit the road, huh

Yeah, we about to hit the road

Let me tell you little niggas about hittin' the road, huh

I stay in my car, yeah, I countin' up the pros, huh

Fuck the hoes, yeah, the bitch gotta go, huh

Swear to God, yeah, I love hittin' the road, huh

We on the road, brodie told me, rest in peace Cwalt

Yeah, you know that the grind won't stop, huh

Rest in peace, Joe, that nigga's tip-top, huh

And we chillin' in a coupe, 30 shots up out the roof

Za3 swear to God, I love you, huh

If I seen you, little nigga, I would hug you, huh

You always crack me up, crack me up, huh

Little nigga, swear to God, you ain't get no fucks, huh

Matter fact, put his ass up in a blunt

If he really talk crazy, turn his ass up into runts, we ain't really down to jump

Call him ricky started twitchin', when his ass seen the pump

Steady pillow-talkin' hoes, when she really for the bros

I got the drop, we can't play, we goin' low, huh

We got the low, lil' nigga, up the score, huh

You come down, you better, better blow, huh

Two shots, yeah, you already know

I mean, ten shots up in the clip, huh

Ten shots up in the clip, and your bitch suckin' my dick, huh

Ant said, you need to go smooth, call me a smooth dude

You can catch me up, on leonard with Migo and Zu

Trippin' on that bitch when she ain't trippin' over you

But I do these's bitch's dirt, cause they really for the crew

Swear to God, and I thought she was a vegan, huh

And the bitch, yeah, she treat me like a chigan, huh

And she treat me like a chest

Like she tryna move right, but bitch, let's go left

But if she rockin' with the crew, pass her down, she blowin' flutes

Met this bitch up in the zoo, heard she fuckin' with my groove

But she know how I move, but I told her make the move

Only advice that I give you, better clutch up on a tec

Cause we slidin' in hoopties, and we fuckin' up your neck

If the police on my dick, you know I'm slidin' ain't no set

But you know we is malicious, cause we fuckin' up the next

Let me tell you a little story about a nigga in the trenches

Pull up on em', get the banger, choppa clappin' out the wesson

Comin' from a house where it was cold just to sleep

They only really show you love, tell a nigga really dead

Tell a pussy nigga try it, nigga, put one in the head

I let my bitch up in the dirt, cause she wasn't elevated

Why you trippin' on that bitch when she was suckin' on some tip

Told that nigga don't watch gang, boy you better watch you're bitch

Now we chillin' in the 6, bangin' on Sosa in the whip

Now she tellin' me to chill, I ain't a lover, I'm her pimp

Why you blowing up my phone, she got me mad, I hit the block

Haha, Sosa, yeah, bitch!