On the Road Songtext
von bLU

I been on the road
Chasing after gold
Bitch get off my phone
I′m locked in my zone
I been on the road
Fuckin with these hoes
Smokin with my bros
My wrist too goddamn froze
Still I'm on the road


Phone blowing up and them bitches gettin mad at me
Laughing at you, staring me down
From across the street
Only way to do it is to get it how you wanna be
Clowns on twitter and they tryna be my wannabes
Funny g, look at me, icy like a thirty G
You ain′t smoke the same as me
Bitch it be insane to me
Pull up to the lot, like i pull up to the grocery
Every goddamn girl look the same to me
Oh my I'm leanin
She said look at me I am dreamin
Who are you? We are searching
Hol up wait, get in the car we skrtn
And you know this demon hurtin
And you know my purple splurgin
Pull up, take a sip, I'm burpin
Couldn′t say the last time I ain′t hurtin
I don't wanna see her, close my eyes
Close the curtains
Hol up, wake up and go to work
Imma buy a brand new whip, go berserk
Pockets on chubby
Girl, cause i like dessert

I been on the road
Chasin after gold
Bitch get off my phone
I′m locked in my zone
I been on the road
Fuckin with these hoes
Smokin with my bros
My wrist too goddamn froze
Still I'm on the-

Rockstar life, put my bitch in some fendi jeans
Used to flip burgers
Now my job is to murder beats
Kill em all cold, yea, C bring the Icyheat
Not the guy i used to be
I′m overseas, smokin weed with the g's
And its double what you smoke
Murder what she wrote
I keep that Nina with me, and you know
I′m on the road


Blacked out Benz, and my money snot green
I been starting drama since the age of eighteen
And I'm mixing up the pot but it ain't for the lean
I been on the bigger picture i can′t even read
Blacked out Benz and i might not make it
Couldn′t get it in so today i fuckin take it
If i said that i love you, just assume
That imma fake it
I been doin races, i ain't talkin pillowcases
I just fake it til i make it, all this juice
It got me faded, all this shit got me-

Word around town, I′m fuckin bitches smokin loud
Tell me who your favorite rapper?
Imma put em in the ground

Aye, put em in the ground yea
I put em in the ground
Aye, take yo fuckin girl and I'll put it
In her mouth

Put it in her mouth, yea i put it in her mouth
I′ll put that mac10 to your head
And that bullet lay you down

Aye, what brother said, imma put that on gang
Checkin out my snap, and yo baby wanna hang

Yea she wanna hang, VVS the chain
Raygo on my team, and that boy he let it bang

Aye, pull up to the house
In a black Chevrolet
Checkin out the backseat, that's where imma aim

Aye, that′s where imma aim
That's where imma aim
Red beam on your skull
Lil bitch this ain't a game

Bitch this ain′t a game
Bitch this ain′t a game
Imma end your life
Your goin out with a bang

I been on the road
Chasin after gold
Bitch get off my phone
I'm locked in my zone
I been on the road
Fuckin with these hoes
Smokin with my bros
My wrist too goddamn froze
Still I′m on the road

Bitch I'm on the road

I been on the road
Chasin after gold
Bitch get off my phone
I′m locked in my zone
I been on the road
Fuckin wit these hoes
Smokin with my bros, still
I'm on the road