On the Road ft. Crimsons Red Lyrics

I can't spend my time fucking with these hoes

You lied to me, you said you won't

You can catch me on the road

Go

I can't spend my time fucking these hoes

Bitch, you lied to me you said you won't

Guess I'm just too prone to getting sold

You gon' have to catch me on the road

Go

I can't spend my time fucking these hoes

Bitch, you lied to me you said you won't

Guess I'm just too prone to getting sold

You gon' have to catch me on the road

Go

I can't spend my time fucking these hoes

Bitch, you lied to me you said you won't

Guess I'm just too prone to getting sold

You gon' have to catch me on the road

Woah

Swerving off the lean, I'm in a Rolls

Yeah, I got some heat up in my notes

But my diamonds froze

Nigga don't get close 'cause you know we uppin' poles

And I'm in the studio

I know she just want me for my dough

I think ima hit her and go ghost

Said she like my flow and she wanna suck my soul

Told her that I heard that shit before

And I'm coasting

I know how you is and bitch you know this

I be having times I'm out of focus

No matter what, I like the way she stroke it

Baby, let's just fuck with no commotion

Niggas steading switching up the moment that you closest

I just poured a four to sleep, I can't stay on that old shit

Trappin' out the store, lil nigga, I just sold a whole brick

Fifty bands up on me, no, I can't rock no old fit

Go

I can't spend my time fucking these hoes

Bitch, you lied to me you said you won't

Guess I'm just too prone to getting sold

You gon' have to catch me on the road

Go

I can't spend my time fucking these hoes

Bitch, you lied to me you said you won't

Guess I'm just too prone to getting sold

You gon' have to catch me on the road

I just let this milli drop

Fuckin' with these bitches then I pass them like a Milly Rock

I be sellin' hella rock

Fuckin' with my niggas ima make you hit that Billy Bop

Woah

Pop a little Xanny, got me movin' real slow

Serving all these niggas, gotta keep it on the low

Fuckin' with these bitches and her nigga never know

Met her in the Q.C. now she comin' to my show

Woah woah woah

How you moving

How you moving

Gotta keep it moving

Woah woah woah woah woah

I be coolin'

I be coolin'

Got yo bitch, she droolin'

Woah woah woah woah woah

You keep losing

You keep losing

Niggas steady losing

Woah woah woah woah woah

Drippin' Cuban

Drippin' Cuban

Diamonds dripping fluid

Go

I can't spend my time fucking these hoes

Bitch, you lied to me you said you won't

Guess I'm just too prone to getting sold

You gon' have to catch me on the road

Go

I can't spend my time fucking these hoes

Bitch, you lied to me you said you won't

Guess I'm just too prone to getting sold

You gon' have to catch me on the road