QUICTRIP

Now I'm at the Quictrip
Hwy

Okay

Ugh

Hwy

Yeah I'm at the Quictrip
I just think she seen me
Hwy in the whip
And she with a nigga
But she looking still
The way I'm put together
It's a type of skill ugh
Hwy
The way that I cook everybody
I mine as well make it a hobby
Thought that I told you before
These bitches be knowing my body
Feeling all over the box
But my name is not Roddy
Lil bitch know I'm too Hotty
Jus' like my name was Scotty
I mix the Lee with the Bruce
And start kickin' karate
Then I step up in the booth
And record a Maserati
Everything I touch is playa
Nigga Im kickin' hammadi
Lil bitch gave me the boot
Cuz I said no cuz she spottin

Now I'm at the Quictrip

Hwy
Yeah Im at the Quictrip
I just think she seen me
Hwy in the whip
And she with a nigga but she looking still
The way I'm put together it's a type a skill
Hwy

I bet that you thought it was over
But I was just mixin' the soda
Soon as she heard this lil groove
You know she start bendin' it over
As soon as she seen me she reminiscing
Bout me bendin' it over
Nigga thought he had possession
But he was just turnin' it over
I thought we had a lil sum lil bitch
But I left it was over
Blame it on Drizzy this nigga
Done showed her how to work Controllas
Blame it on Nicki these bitches is barbie local locomotives
Blame it on Hwy that nigga the reason ya bitch be bi-polar
Yeah Im at the Quictrip
I just think she seen me
Hwy in the whip
And she with a nigga but she lookin still
The way Im put together
It's a type of skill

Hwy

It's the Hwy
Baby
It's the Hwy Baby
Girl you still look good
Girl you drivin me crazy
Ugh
It's the hwy baby
Everything a nigga touch
You know that shit is playa

Ugh
Hwy



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Writer(s): Jonathan Blatch
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