HIGHWAY

(JuJu on that Beat)

They say I'm going hard, just getting started with this shit (Started with it)
Pockets getting thick, I'm getting charter in this bitch (Charter in it)
Yea her pussy wet, cause she got water in the sheets (Water in it)

Talk a lot of cap, got a target on yo head (Target on yo head)
Glock Flint Michigan, hol lotta lead (Yea)
I put her in the bed, that's a hol lotta head (Let's go)
Yea I got the answers, I ain't get this shit off Chegg (Uh uhh)
I'm only popping pussy boy, I ain't with the taking meds (Nah)

Got the call they got my dawg, did the boy the worst (Did the boy the worst)
If I lend you off, I need em back just like the first (Back just like the first)
If the feds call, hol team disperse (Uhh)
Give a fuck about the pigs, I sell it there right on the curb (The curb)
Pink all in my double cup, I spilled it on my shirt (Ahh)
You will get murked, if you come down to my turf (Come down to my turf)

I bossed up, found my way (My way)
It's Mon Day, cruising like a highway (Highway)

Flawless paper checks, nigga we gettin it (Ooh)
See you left some screws
On the floor, boy you lookin ignorant
I ain't grow off Kroger boy, I came up piggly wiggly (Piggly Wiggly)
Born a country boy, my mama move me to the city (Yea)
You can never say I changed, you can never say I shifted (Never say I shifted)
I been working up my way, you can't tell me I ain't gifted (Tell me I ain't gifted)
All these rappers sound the same, you can't tell me I ain't different (Tell me I ain't different)

Imma always ride n die, for my bruddas (Always ride or die)
Ain't hoopin on the court, but yea I'm ballin like no other (Balling like no other)
And yea lil mama hot, just like
the peak of the summer (Hot just like the peak of the Summer)
My squad a marching band, full of hundred round drummers (Squad a marching band)

Too flexed up I'm a man
Ain't kicking over the can
Red dot em like Japan (Yea, yea)
Wit some Yin up in my pants (Yea)
We take exotic drugs, oil in your naval gland
And if you play with us, blow you down just like a fan (Down just like a fan)

Got the call they got my dawg, did the boy the worst
If I lend you off, I need em back just like the first
If the feds call, hol team disperse
Give a fuck about the pigs, I sell it there right on the curb
Pink all in my double cup, I spilled it on my shirt
You will get murked, if you Come down to my turf

I bossed up, found my way
It's Mon Day, cruising like a highway

Hey watch me skate (Vroom, skrt), I'm pushing bout two hundred on the dash and did the race
Yea I bust a nut right on, her top to paint her face (I paint her face)
We smoke em on a Friday, Craig and Day-Day (Mon Day)

Nigga ion give no fucks, we'll shoot that lil shit up (Yea)
It's up and yea it's stuck (Yea it's stuck)
I'm ballin, I get bucks (Yea, Bucks)
My cougar bitch a cuck, Hawaiian out a tiki hut (Honolulu Yea)
She milk me off a nut, and pay me back in trust funds

Got the call they got my dawg, did the boy the worst (They did the boy the worst)
If I lend you off, I need em back just like the first (Back just like the first)
If the feds call, hol team disperse (Hol team disperse)
Give a fuck about the pigs, I sell it there right on the curb (Curb)
Pink all in my double cup, I spilled it on my shirt (I spilled it on my shirt)
You will get murked, if you Come down to my turf (You will get murked)

I bossed up, found my way (Mon Day)
It's Mon Day, cruising like a highway (Highway)



Credits
Writer(s): Armond Richardson
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