Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Back on Tour , by - G Herbo. Release date: 09.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Back on Tour |
| 150 DreamTeam |
| Gang shit |
| Aye |
| Big G Herbo, I must say I came a long way |
| 'Member posted on the 8 Block and that hallway |
| Hustlin' we serving nicks might get six for the dub |
| Now I need 15 for a show plus my stick in the club |
| We hit your club 150 deep 150 guns |
| You know that’s about 2000 shots Whips like they straight off the lot |
| We pull up 50 whips Forgiato rims my coupe got somethin soft on the top |
| We got your hoe in the passenger but I’m not smashing her |
| She just know I want the top |
| Everywhere I go know I tote the GLOCK |
| Run up and I’m blowing shots |
| My Rollie a plain and it costs me a block |
| No Bezel I said, «hold the rocks» |
| Remember nights I was restless posted on Essex |
| Toting them jocks ducking shots |
| Never signed me deal I was out in the field |
| Over east looking for opps |
| And my homies ain’t never cashed out on a grill |
| But they had a mouth full of rocks |
| Me and Lil Bro was sixteen slidin' off pills |
| No Limit don’t know how to chill |
| Niggas fighting that drama and ain’t take a deal |
| Free Crado, Free James and Free Gill |
| Gilly call all the time, know I’m on the grind |
| He just wanna see me run up a mil' |
| Ayee and I’m right back at it fuck how you feel |
| Smokin on dope by the pillows and ounces |
| That Posto shit reek out the seal |
| When I get it my mood I feel like Deuce Bigalow |
| On a roll I gotta chill |
| Everywhere I go in your city foreign hoes wanna freak me like I’m Seal |
| In Miami the white hoes gettin' off cocaine |
| I pop me a perc you do yo' thing |
| And the two seater cocaine |
| Swervin' through both lanes |
| Hop out G Fazo no Balmain |
| Tell lil mama to chill I don’t wanna know yo' name |
| Just let me check out yo' jaw game |
| Keep the magnum on me never going in raw |
| But I don’t wanna fuck If she ok |
| When I bust in your face, let Lil Bro slay |
| Since I cut out the lean it’s been Remy, Patron |
| Smokin' on dope sippin Rozay |
| Rollin up back to back |
| Perky’s and flats buying up Backwoods for 4 days |
| And I’m still on the road doing shows to and fro studio |
| Bitch an off day is no day |
| While you still tryna study how I pick-n-roll |
| Bitch I’m up late and I’m making more plays |
| Ayee and these bitches with me they go both ways |
| They digging each other and Dusse, I’m getting drunk drinking Rozay |
| We do what adults do |
| I ask what they wanna do they say «We gon' do what you say» |
| And I met her at KOD did that on Monday |
| Now that ass going up on a Tuesday |