On The Road

When I'm on the road Huh yea When I'm on the road When I'm on the road Huh yea When I'm on the road Might thumb through a roll Huh yea Tell that bitch, tell that bitch, it'll be minute Yea Cause I'm on the road Imagine AC don't work Now ya thumb in a hurts I swear, I'm so hot it get cold Cold night shivers, the way that it blows Sippin on Yum yea, rocking them Yum's yea Really came from nothing to something I swear that my sis is a bucket Walk in that bitch, and I'm him Don't give a f*ck, get right in my trunks yea Always her, never not her Hollywood Hills, in the deep end When I'm on the road Huh yea When I'm on the road When I'm on the road Huh yea When I'm on the road Might thumb through a roll Huh yea Tell that bitch, tell that bitch, it'll be minute Yea Cause I'm on the road Jeans and a body For every occasion I can't be patient Yea, I can't be patient I need you to come, and feed me grapes I don't care about none your ex's None was fly to me I don't know something About spending money It feels good to me Get in loser You know you coming home with me 1942, Might send a text I don't mean I told him, stay away And, unlace these Alexander off me When I'm on the road Huh yea When I'm on the road When I'm on the road Huh yea When I'm on the road Might thumb through a roll Huh yea Tell that bitch, tell that bitch, it'll be minute Yea Cause I'm on the road