On the Road - Remix
Yeah, on the road in this Chevy (skrrt, skrrt)
Rodeo with that shawty (oh, yeah)
Straight from full, far down to L.A.
Prolly smokin' all around the spot with my niggas
On the road in this Chevy (skrrt, skrrt)
Rodeo with that shawty (oh, yeah)
Straight from full, far down to L.A.
Prolly smokin' all around the spot with my niggas
I'm on the road, I'm on the road, I'm on the road (I'm on the road)
On the road, drive slow, drive slow (drive slow)
She wanna shot, she wanna lose, she wanna go (I'm on the road)
Drive slow, drive slow (drive slow)
I should be cookin' up
Like a machine (like a machine)
Like I've been looking up (not at my feet)
I'm not that cheap
Part of my sleep, I don't believe in you
Only believe what I see in you
On the road in this Chevy (skrrt, skrrt)
Rodeo with that shawty (oh, yeah)
Straight from full, far down to L.A.
Prolly smokin' all around the spot with my niggas
On the road in this Chevy (skrrt, skrrt)
Rodeo with that shawty (oh, yeah)
Straight from full, far down to L.A.
Prolly smokin' all around the spot with my niggas (yeah, okay)
Wallace, I'm on the road, we're in that Chevy
Can't talk to me niggas, it's not even close, they ain't ready, uh
Act up on me nigga, you not goin' home, try and touch me, uh
You x up, homie pop out, yeah we want the smoke, yeah
You talk tough only behind the screen
We don't talk much, we let the money speak
Talk bucks to the money on lean
Cough butts 'til they sippin' codeine
Shawty tough, do it all for the team
Ride his long dick like limousine
I'm up in the money, for green
Washed up, no wonder you clean
I'm on the road, yeah, I'm on the road (yeah)
I do not pose, yeah, I let it show (yeah)
I'm on the road, yeah, I'm on the road (yeah)
I do not pose, yeah, I let it show (yeah)
Yeah, on the road in this Chevy (skrrt, skrrt)
Rodeo with that shawty (oh, yeah)
Straight from full, far down to L.A.
Prolly smokin' all around the spot with my niggas
On the road in this Chevy (skrrt, skrrt)
Rodeo with that shawty (oh, yeah)
Straight from full, far down to L.A.
Prolly smokin' all around the spot with my niggas
Please open the door, I'm outside and it cold
I ain't got no coat, no, I ain't got no coat
I'm back on the road, she just lit up four
We sliding like soap, yeah, I feel like being a hoe
I can't push the breaks, push into that cake
Flush away the hate, yeah, I just played it safe
Lead her to the top, you don't strike, I'm gon' walk
Keyed her cucu in the south, no, I don't steal there, 'chout
On the road in this Chevy (skrrt, skrrt)
Rodeo with that shawty (oh, yeah)
Straight from full, far down to L.A.
Prolly smokin' all around the spot with my niggas
Been on the road, bear with me, got some smokin'
Stick to the code, e'ryday nigga tryna make more money
Any test, I know that, God knows I don't fall back
All my real homies know that
Fake hoe, I don't call back
Hide the whip, I got nice toys
She was cryin', I was not sorry
Out the top, when bitches borin'
I ain't here the next mornin'
I'm on my way to the south, bitch
Always rappin' the north-east
Old town, old town shit
I'm always merc'ing the best beat
Look in the ground, stuck in this hole
I'm maybe not working, I always stand tall, stare
Watching my bankers I gotta stay far
I'm always merc'ing the best beat
On the road in this Chevy
Rodeo with that shawty (oh, yeah)
Straight from full, far down to L.A.
Prolly smokin' all around the spot with my niggas
On the road in this Chevy (skrrt, skrrt)
Rodeo with that shawty (oh, yeah)
Straight from full, far down to L.A.
Prolly smokin' all around the spot with my niggas
I'm on the road, I'm on the road, I'm on the road (I'm on the road)
On the road, drive slow, drive slow (drive slow)
She wanna shot, she wanna lose, she wanna go (I'm on the road)
Drive slow, drive slow (drive slow)
I should be cookin' up
Like a machine (like a machine)
Like I've been looking up (not at my feet)
I'm not that cheap
Part of my sleep, I don't believe in you
Only believe what I see in you
On the road in this Chevy (skrrt, skrrt)
Rodeo with that shawty (oh, yeah)
Straight from full, far down to L.A.
Prolly smokin' all around the spot with my niggas
On the road in this Chevy (skrrt, skrrt)
Rodeo with that shawty (oh, yeah)
Straight from full, far down to L.A.
Prolly smokin' all around the spot with my niggas (yeah, okay)
Wallace, I'm on the road, we're in that Chevy
Can't talk to me niggas, it's not even close, they ain't ready, uh
Act up on me nigga, you not goin' home, try and touch me, uh
You x up, homie pop out, yeah we want the smoke, yeah
You talk tough only behind the screen
We don't talk much, we let the money speak
Talk bucks to the money on lean
Cough butts 'til they sippin' codeine
Shawty tough, do it all for the team
Ride his long dick like limousine
I'm up in the money, for green
Washed up, no wonder you clean
I'm on the road, yeah, I'm on the road (yeah)
I do not pose, yeah, I let it show (yeah)
I'm on the road, yeah, I'm on the road (yeah)
I do not pose, yeah, I let it show (yeah)
Yeah, on the road in this Chevy (skrrt, skrrt)
Rodeo with that shawty (oh, yeah)
Straight from full, far down to L.A.
Prolly smokin' all around the spot with my niggas
On the road in this Chevy (skrrt, skrrt)
Rodeo with that shawty (oh, yeah)
Straight from full, far down to L.A.
Prolly smokin' all around the spot with my niggas
Please open the door, I'm outside and it cold
I ain't got no coat, no, I ain't got no coat
I'm back on the road, she just lit up four
We sliding like soap, yeah, I feel like being a hoe
I can't push the breaks, push into that cake
Flush away the hate, yeah, I just played it safe
Lead her to the top, you don't strike, I'm gon' walk
Keyed her cucu in the south, no, I don't steal there, 'chout
On the road in this Chevy (skrrt, skrrt)
Rodeo with that shawty (oh, yeah)
Straight from full, far down to L.A.
Prolly smokin' all around the spot with my niggas
Been on the road, bear with me, got some smokin'
Stick to the code, e'ryday nigga tryna make more money
Any test, I know that, God knows I don't fall back
All my real homies know that
Fake hoe, I don't call back
Hide the whip, I got nice toys
She was cryin', I was not sorry
Out the top, when bitches borin'
I ain't here the next mornin'
I'm on my way to the south, bitch
Always rappin' the north-east
Old town, old town shit
I'm always merc'ing the best beat
Look in the ground, stuck in this hole
I'm maybe not working, I always stand tall, stare
Watching my bankers I gotta stay far
I'm always merc'ing the best beat
On the road in this Chevy
Credits
Writer(s): Florent Okemba N'gouet, Gabin Bastard, Jefferson Varela, Josselin Jan, Jules Abecassis, Mohamed Nadji Bendjilai, Romain Hainaut
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