Road Running
Straight road running
Straight road running
I love them hundreds
Straight rood running
Straight road running, fuck that sleep I need that money
Straight road running, hit the sino black jack coming
Straight road running, fuck them one's I love them hundreds
Straight road running, turn my pockets to my tummy
Aye, straight road running, fuck that sleep I need that money
Aye, straight road running, hit the sino black jack coming
Aye, straight road running, fuck them one's I love them hundreds
Aye, straight road running, turn my pockets to my tummy
Aye, straight road running, fuck that sleep I need that money
Aye, straight road running, hit the sino black jack coming
Aye, straight road running, fuck them one's I love them hundreds
Straight road running, turn my pockets to my tummy
These niggas out here don't like me, bitches think I'm so enticing
Back then they didn't want me, now I pick'em by my liking
Road running gotta keep it coming, that maybach know its coming
Riding round wit niggas be dumping
Know the law aye I ain't see nothin'
Riding round why niggas be frontin'
They ain't real can't tell me nothin'
Whole time these niggas throwing shade, I thought that I was dusty
These bitches out here didn't love me, gave no play thought I was ugly
These bitches out here didn't love me
Gave no play, thought I was ugly
Now I feel these bitches can't touch me, Ion want y'all ugly ducklings
Times changed now these bitches wanna fuck me, nigga road running
Tryna get this money, swear to GOD I love these hundreds
Blessing me, keep' em coming
Swear to GOD I love these hundreds
Blissing me, keep 'em coming
Stayed down now a nigga got his racks up
Shawty bend over let me tear that back up
Spazz up, man these niggas needa ketchup
Shawty love my Heinz wit mustard
Hold up, now niggas wanna show love, hometown did this wit no love
Road running, gotta keep it coming fuck that sleep, I need that money
Aye, straight road running, fuck that sleep I need that money
Aye, straight road running, hit the sino black jack coming
Aye, straight road running, fuck them one's I love them hundreds
Aye, straight road running, turn my pockets to my tummy
Aye, straight road running, fuck that sleep I need that money
Aye, straight road running, hit the sino black jack coming
Aye, straight road running, fuck them one's I love them hundreds
Aye, straight road running, turn my pockets to my tummy
Nigga out here tryna get money, like my bitch the dealer bussin
Bossed up, big dawg like fletcher, big bruh big blood, like Clifford
Baby bro smoke one I miss ya, now you got me in my feelings
Road running tryna make a killing
Meetcha' at the gates, I feel like a pilgrim
Nigga out here straight road running, feel nocturnal need that money
I remember when a nigga was bummy wore all white, the shit looked ugly
Now I'm focused Ion give two fucks, nigga cocky as hell my money up
Shawty want a nigga good luck, no relationship let's just fuck
Up all night tryna get my money right
Hit the sino black jack came twice
Double down these niggas wanna split on me
Watch his hands these nigga tryna deal on me
Hit the pressure you know I'm gone take flight
On cloud nine but a nigga walk light
Shawty say I taste like mike Ike's, mhmm I taste just just right
Oh my got a nigga smoking cherry pie
Nigga roading staying wit the red eyes
Tennessee where a nigga gon drive
They say my brother died, I think they telling lies
So I ride blowing gas, nigga road running
Put one in the air, I gotta smoke something
Smoke in my lungs, I gotta stroke something
I love blue hundreds, keep me road running
Aye, straight road running, fuck that sleep I need that money
Aye, straight road running, hit the sino black jack coming
Aye, straight road running, fuck them one's I love them hundreds
Aye, straight road running, turn my pockets to my tummy
Aye, straight road running, fuck that sleep I need that money
Aye, straight road running, hit the sino black jack coming
Aye, straight road running, fuck them one's I love them hundreds
Aye, straight road running, turn my pockets to my tummy
Straight road running
Straight road running
To my tummy
Straight road running, fuck that sleep I love that money
Straight road running, turn my pockets to my tummy
Straight road running
I love them hundreds
Straight rood running
Straight road running, fuck that sleep I need that money
Straight road running, hit the sino black jack coming
Straight road running, fuck them one's I love them hundreds
Straight road running, turn my pockets to my tummy
Aye, straight road running, fuck that sleep I need that money
Aye, straight road running, hit the sino black jack coming
Aye, straight road running, fuck them one's I love them hundreds
Aye, straight road running, turn my pockets to my tummy
Aye, straight road running, fuck that sleep I need that money
Aye, straight road running, hit the sino black jack coming
Aye, straight road running, fuck them one's I love them hundreds
Straight road running, turn my pockets to my tummy
These niggas out here don't like me, bitches think I'm so enticing
Back then they didn't want me, now I pick'em by my liking
Road running gotta keep it coming, that maybach know its coming
Riding round wit niggas be dumping
Know the law aye I ain't see nothin'
Riding round why niggas be frontin'
They ain't real can't tell me nothin'
Whole time these niggas throwing shade, I thought that I was dusty
These bitches out here didn't love me, gave no play thought I was ugly
These bitches out here didn't love me
Gave no play, thought I was ugly
Now I feel these bitches can't touch me, Ion want y'all ugly ducklings
Times changed now these bitches wanna fuck me, nigga road running
Tryna get this money, swear to GOD I love these hundreds
Blessing me, keep' em coming
Swear to GOD I love these hundreds
Blissing me, keep 'em coming
Stayed down now a nigga got his racks up
Shawty bend over let me tear that back up
Spazz up, man these niggas needa ketchup
Shawty love my Heinz wit mustard
Hold up, now niggas wanna show love, hometown did this wit no love
Road running, gotta keep it coming fuck that sleep, I need that money
Aye, straight road running, fuck that sleep I need that money
Aye, straight road running, hit the sino black jack coming
Aye, straight road running, fuck them one's I love them hundreds
Aye, straight road running, turn my pockets to my tummy
Aye, straight road running, fuck that sleep I need that money
Aye, straight road running, hit the sino black jack coming
Aye, straight road running, fuck them one's I love them hundreds
Aye, straight road running, turn my pockets to my tummy
Nigga out here tryna get money, like my bitch the dealer bussin
Bossed up, big dawg like fletcher, big bruh big blood, like Clifford
Baby bro smoke one I miss ya, now you got me in my feelings
Road running tryna make a killing
Meetcha' at the gates, I feel like a pilgrim
Nigga out here straight road running, feel nocturnal need that money
I remember when a nigga was bummy wore all white, the shit looked ugly
Now I'm focused Ion give two fucks, nigga cocky as hell my money up
Shawty want a nigga good luck, no relationship let's just fuck
Up all night tryna get my money right
Hit the sino black jack came twice
Double down these niggas wanna split on me
Watch his hands these nigga tryna deal on me
Hit the pressure you know I'm gone take flight
On cloud nine but a nigga walk light
Shawty say I taste like mike Ike's, mhmm I taste just just right
Oh my got a nigga smoking cherry pie
Nigga roading staying wit the red eyes
Tennessee where a nigga gon drive
They say my brother died, I think they telling lies
So I ride blowing gas, nigga road running
Put one in the air, I gotta smoke something
Smoke in my lungs, I gotta stroke something
I love blue hundreds, keep me road running
Aye, straight road running, fuck that sleep I need that money
Aye, straight road running, hit the sino black jack coming
Aye, straight road running, fuck them one's I love them hundreds
Aye, straight road running, turn my pockets to my tummy
Aye, straight road running, fuck that sleep I need that money
Aye, straight road running, hit the sino black jack coming
Aye, straight road running, fuck them one's I love them hundreds
Aye, straight road running, turn my pockets to my tummy
Straight road running
Straight road running
To my tummy
Straight road running, fuck that sleep I love that money
Straight road running, turn my pockets to my tummy
Credits
Writer(s): Daiquone Ford, Dee Marc
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