On The Road ft. MizzyanoPnb Lyrics

Okay, I've been on the road, on the road, on the road

He just hit me for a play, he want fifteen exotic bows

I can't go there with no L, you gotta break my ho

And she gave me that good vibe, you know that hoe, she took my soul

Okay, I ain't choose this life, yeah, this shit just chose me

They keep tryna bring me down, but I just keep on rollin

Drugs, they ease the pain, so I keep on pourin

They say that your rap's addictive, keep it goin', keep on flowin

They say Mizzy, he the greatest, he stay dripped up in the latest

Okay, what's that on his feet? Okay, that's that brand new flavor

He tryna make rap big for me, he think that's gon' make him famous

He must not know who I be, yeah, this shit can get pretty dangerous

Okay, you wanna smoke with me, we gon' put your ass to sleep

Got my shooter and a cut, and he just can't wait to creep

I know somethin' make you mad, got your bitch up in my sheets

And it's crazy how she says she love you, she ain't wanna leave

Ha, I've been on the road, on the road, on the road

He just hit me for a play, he need fifteen exotic books

Uh, big LV, I got them racks if you ain't notice

Big roll in my pocket, now I got that pussy open

Spent them niggas boxin', they was bitchin', they was foldin

Switch get to tapping ' when it shoot rapid, them niggas ghostin

Yeah, I told her, give me the head

Cops comin' raided the spot , tryna show niggas to Feds

If she ain't makin' it pop, that bitch gotta get out my bed

And if you ain't comin' to shop, then I ain't hear nothin' you said

I'm comin' straight for the bread, Brodie start shooting you know it's a

Stick on this bitch, so you know it's a beam on his head

Pop out the car with some shit in the trunk

While you playin' around, bitch, we leavin' them dead

I got money on me, now these bitches feelin' me

All these bands up in my pocket, she tryna get me out my jeans

Never trust these hoes, everything ain't what it seem

I've been runnin' off some scams , I've been stackin' up that cheese

What you know? Tell me what you know

Bitch, we came to drill, ain't no question we gon' blow

When it's time to kill, we messed up, that's for sure

Brodie off them pills., he itchin', aimin' for the goo

He been on the road, on the road, on the road

I can't trust these bitches, they tryna get me for my soul

Okay, I've been on the road, on the road, on the road

He just hit me for a play, he need 15 exotic bows

I can't go without my L, you know I gotta bring my O

And she gave me that kebab, you know that shit, it took my soul

Yeah, huh