Lyrics Interstate - JayDaYoungan

Interstate

She like, «Baby where you at?»
I told her I’m on the interstate
It was like the other day I talk to Chapo told me he was straight
He still on that bullshit even though he locked up in the gates
But they just free my brother Guap so now its right back to the cake
I be catchin' plays clutchin k’s know where you stay
Pussy boy you better not play advise don’t get in my way
Clutchin bad got me wearing jackets all in fucking may
Gettin' cash this what make me happy rest of that shit fake
I do whatever to get paid
Yeah I get money every way
They say I’m stuck in my ways and I’m like bitch get out my face
We can’t link up its to late
Don’t want friends they all snakes
Rock the show when im on stage
They count the back end with my bae
Since I came up
They say I changed up
Bitch you know I stay with a banga
One in the chamber
Since you been tryna get your name up
You gon' be famous
Bitch we gon' blow yo' fuckin' brains up
And leave you banged up
My cousin Boo tell me don’t trip
He playin' again go fuck his face up
Everything I say the truth
Get off my dick and get yo cake up
These niggas act like my bitch and put on thongs and wear some makeup
We always did our shit I guess that’s the reason they hate us
She like, «Baby where you at?»
I told her I’m on the interstate
It was like the other day I talk to Choppo told me he was straight
He still on that bullshit even though he locked up in the gates
But they just free my brother Guap so now its right back to the cake
I be catchin' plays clutchin k’s know where you stay
Pussy you better not play advise don’t get in my way
Clutchin bad got me wearing jackets all in fucking may
Gettin' cash this what make me happy rest of that shit fake
New York in the uber im faded
Sipping lean im in love with the taste
Keep guns like I was in the navy
My time right now shit crazy
Can’t lie it feel amazing
Lil bitch wanna have my baby
I can’t fuck all night gotta catch my flight so you know I ain’t staying
For better days I been praying
Im never gone hold out my hand
I was lit when I pull up on dan
Smoking loud I can’t hear whatchu saying (can't hear what you sayinnn)
My pockets stay full of them bandz (stay full of them bandz)
For my family I do what I can
All that fake love thats that shit that I don’t neeeeeeeed
Shit so deep when I cry my eyes bleeeeeeed
Say they fuck with me I know they don’t fuck with meeeeee
Im getting it in they been having time to sleeeeeep
She like, «Baby where you at?»
I told her I’m on the interstate
It was like the other I talk to Choppo told me he was straight
He still on that bullshit even though he locked up in the gates
But they just free my brother Guap so now its right back to the cake
I be catchin' plays clutchin k’s know where you stay
Pussy you better not play advise don’t get in my way
Clutchin bad got me wearing jackets all in fucking may
Gettin' cash this what make me happy rest of that shit fake