County Road 420 Lyrics

The message aye somebody gotta hit send

Aye mane say mane if you a rat every bitch u fw a raccoon, eyes light up wen a star walk in the room Sinatra baby

Aye here the plug come with another load I say za the new crack ion touch the stove

Niccas come out the city get country bows this top shelf you got stand on yo tippy toes

I leave the front shii to the little niccas I done had to stop selling lows

Im on a four wheeler in the hills and im selling bags on a county road

I done set up a table let's eat, im trapped out with my brother like Meech

I got saved by the bell like im Screech, confessions no Usher treat the mike like a Priest

Dice game, bon fire, BYOB, I'm in good mood I start passin out Gs

I got some act, I'm fna slide in some cheeks

Uhhh Aye Aye

Aye

Catch a play on the way Ian missin no beat

I done made these folks love spending money with me

Go to singing and rapping I'm styling like Veeze

Who got it? Me nicca I'm BigHomieG!

Ian ordinary I'm enhanced

I done served the city selling yams

This a half a ticket off of grams

These niccas ain opps they unacknowledged fans

Had to wait for my turn it was a long line

Ian get none of my goods off Amazon prime

The plug he had dropped it to 2 so ima charge 9

It's the first of the year it's all bout how you start

All this mf drip you niccas need a Ark

I tried turn on the lights you niccas in the dark

Need to sell yo Mack truck that bih don't even start

Here the plug come with another load I say za the new crack ion touch the stove

Niccas come out the city get country bows this top shelf you got stand on yo tippy toes

I leave the front shii to the little niccas I done had to stop selling lows

Im on a four wheeler in the hills and im selling bags on a county road

Here the plug come with another load I say za the new crack ion touch the stove

Niccas come out the city get country bows this top shelf you got stand on yo tippy toes

I leave the front shii to the little niccas I done had to stop selling lows

Im on a four wheeler in the hills and im selling bags on a county road

I done set up a table let's eat, im trapped out with my brother like Meech

I got saved by the bell like im Screech, confessions no Usher treat the mike like a Priest

Dice game, bon fire, BYOB, I'm in good mood I start passin out Gs

I got some act, I'm fna slide in some cheeks

Ima sneak out the back yeen gone see me leave

Catch a play on the way Ian missin no beat

I done made these folks love spending money with me

Go to singing and rapping I'm styling like Veeze

Who got it? Me nicca I'm BigHomieG!

Ian ordinary I'm enhanced

I done served the city selling yams

This a half a ticket off of grams

These niccas ain opps they unacknowledged fans