Hell Highway Lyrics

Punch the slime out a nigga free thugger

Life was just a bummer now we dropping club jumpers

Only be with Mary Jane Mac a tree hugger

On the highway back to hell charring up my bumper

You can have her lil bro

I don't want her

I know life's a bitch damn

But I love her

That don't mean I'll slow up

I'm a hustler

Yall can gone head and pour up

I'm a stoner

Hate that I'm stoner

Mac just been a loner

Karma's a bill collector nigga

And I owe her

Trying come build with niggas but you trying to be a joker

I don't compete with niggas if I did it'd be over

They know that Mac pulled up you can tell by the odor

Swear that that class turn me crazy so I never went sober

I anit go at all

She giving me a call

When you piss her fine ass off

Fuck her silly then I go to go

You might catch TBK at the end of the rainbow nigga with a lot of gold

Taking niggas bitches at the show

Locking eyes with the hoes in front row

Man I can let it fuck with my bread it'll fuck with my head it'll fuck with my dough

Yea I know what you did yea I know what you said that's why I'm at yo front door

Posted like a crow

Since you take me as a joke

Was tryna focus on the music but the playing with my home

Man the playing with the bread

Man the playing with the dough

Man the shit I worked for

Scarified

And I lost

Swear to god

Man I wait for this

Wake'n bake for the this had a long day for this

Had to pray for this almost in the grave for this

But I stayed with it now I'm in the bank business

Punch the slime out a nigga free thugger

Life was just a bummer now we dropping club jumpers

Only be with Mary Jane Mac a tree hugger

On the highway back to hell charring up my bumper