On The Road ft. MIKEMULATTO & Jander Lyrics

Yeah

I'm on the road

I'm on my way home I'm bout to

Hit up ya phone cuz I just feel lost

Without you

I'm on the road

I'm on my way home I'm bout to

Hit up ya phone cuz I just feel lost

Without you

I do not know what to think

Our love was afloat and you made it all sink (Yeah)

I close my eyes and I blink

You fuckin' on him and that niggas a wimp (Huh)

You tell your friends that you dub me

Deep down inside and I know you still love me (Yeah)

I do not know what to say

I know that you mad but you say you okay

Now that I'm back in my groove

Shawty just wanna be back in my crew (Facts)

They wanna know how I play

Niggas be talking got nothing to say (Huh)

She wanna be in my life

But baby I do not have time for a wife (Nah)

I got the money on me

She fucking a nigga not doing it right (Yeah)

I'm on the road

I'm on my way home I'm bout to

Hit up ya phone cuz I just feel lost

Without you

I'm on the road

I'm on my way home I'm bout to

Hit up ya phone cuz I just feel lost

Without you

I don't even know what to say

I got this bitch all on my face

We hop out the wraith

Shawty dripped out in my shades

Shawty she rocking Balmain

Ouu Yeah

Ski mask on her face

Shawty fucking with the wave

She fiending to fuck me on stage

She let me skeet on her face

I was like

Ouuu yea

Yes sir (Bada boom bada bing)

I got some hoes they all on my dick

They like me

You bought her a gift she suckin' my dick

Thats Wifey

He trying to diss I'm up on the gram

Come fight me

I got your girl she up on my bed

I'm shiesty

I'm on the road

I'm on my way home I'm bout to

Hit up ya phone cuz I just feel lost

Without you

I'm on the road

I'm on my way home I'm bout to

Hit up ya phone cuz I just feel lost

Without you

We was like Kanye and Kim

Made it through the thick and thin

We was in it for the win

I would see in you what you see in me like you was my twin

Rocking that snazzy fucking yo bitch and she looking real nasty

Hit from the back while she calling me daddy

Not YSL but my niggas call me slatty

Slat Slat Slat Slat

Pulling out the fucking gats

Made it out the fucking trap

No I can't fuck with no rats

These niggas pussy some cats

Yeah she tryna see some racks

And we is movin real tact

Jay got the scope in the back

And he gon open the bag

Yeah

And he gon open the bag

I'm on the road

I'm on my way home I'm bout to

Hit up ya phone cuz I just feel lost

Without you

I'm on the road

I'm on my way home I'm bout to

Hit up ya phone cuz I just feel lost

Without you