Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Road Runner, artist - OG Maco. Album song OG Maco EP, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.11.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Quality Control
Song language: English
Road Runner |
[I been road running, Monday to Sunday, all I know is hundreds |
I been road running, Monday to Sunday, all I know is hundreds |
I been road running, Monday to Sunday, all I know is hundreds |
And my niggas get that money, mansion flexing, opera stunting |
I been road running, Monday to Sunday, all I know is hundreds |
I been road running, Monday to Sunday, all I know is hundreds |
I been road running, Monday to Sunday, all I know is hundreds |
And my niggas get that money, mansion flexing, opera stunting |
When I wake up in the morning I see zeros on my line |
When I hop on asphalt I can’t never waste my time |
75 to 85, yeah I’m known to take them trips |
Turn a dollar to two fifty, yeah I’m known to make them flips |
Turned two fifty to ten racks, it only took a couple trips |
Wear my sponsors in my patches, I’m like NASCAR driving laps |
If you ask me where I’m at, I say nigga ask the map |
If you need it I’ll catch you but I got to take that cap |
[I been road running, Monday to Sunday, all I know is hundreds |
I been road running, Monday to Sunday, all I know is hundreds |
I been road running, Monday to Sunday, all I know is hundreds |
And my niggas get that money, mansion flexing, opera stunting |
I been road running, Monday to Sunday, all I know is hundreds |
I been road running, Monday to Sunday, all I know is hundreds |
I been road running, Monday to Sunday, all I know is hundreds |
And my niggas get that money, mansion flexing, opera stunting |
I been road running so my tires gone |
I been smoking gas, I got one lung |
Travel land sea or air money triathlon |
Your money jog in place so you can’t see my face |
My section filled with bitches and they bad but not sadity |
If I find out that they zero then I got to take em with me |
Had to hit my homie Tony, he just cash a nigga out |
Junior said he had a whoop so now I’m mashing to the south |
We don’t talk nothing but money like it’s Franklins in our mouth |
Hear you try to take my sack, put that five seven on your scalp |
Live life, that’s my family, OGG the fucking gang |
Swear I spend so much on gas, should’ve bought a fucking range |
[I been road running, Monday to Sunday, all I know is hundreds |
I been road running, Monday to Sunday, all I know is hundreds |
I been road running, Monday to Sunday, all I know is hundreds |
And my niggas get that money, mansion flexing, opera stunting |
I been road running, Monday to Sunday, all I know is hundreds |
I been road running, Monday to Sunday, all I know is hundreds |
I been road running, Monday to Sunday, all I know is hundreds |
And my niggas get that money, mansion flexing, opera stunting |