Journey

Had my main waitin' for me in a hotel
Weighin' white molly rocks on a dope scale
On the way to see her in a lingerie (Yea)
My main she a freak and she homemade

Textin' pick a color for her toe nails
Made it quick and had no foreplay
These niggas not living what they portray
Living so fast, hard to maintain

Nobody really welcome in my trapspot
Had once shot, hit the jackpot
Now she taking all my back shots
Before I put it in had too

(Yeah)
Clap it, slap it, choke her, grab it
Grab her, bag it, smoke sum (Yea)

Yeah I love to do shit my way (Yea)
Every day a movie ain't no dry day
Side bitch gotta hit her sideway
And she give it up threw it back in the drive way

Glock on my lap, 40 tucked stop trynna make a scene
Sipping pink juice, popping adderall but I ain't a fein'
Packs in the trunk, no conversations, feeling moody
Groupies on my dick, cause they love how I'm so boogie



Credits
Writer(s): Mussa Alpha
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