Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Longway, artist - Rich Homie Quan. Date of issue: 01.06.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Longway |
| I got Longway with me |
| And we done ran that sack up crazy |
| I need to see as I got you |
| Cause I done ran that sack up crazy |
| For her ring I bought her diamonds |
| 20 bands got me at your lady |
| And if I’m lying then I’m flying |
| I swear to god I done ran that sack up |
| I got Longway with me |
| And we done ran that sack up crazy |
| I need to see as I got you |
| Cause I done ran that sack up crazy |
| For her ring I bought her diamonds |
| 20 bands got me at your lady |
| And if I’m. |
| I got Longway with me |
| And we done ran that sack up crazy |
| I need to see as I got you |
| Cause I done ran that sack up crazy |
| For her ring I bought her diamonds |
| 20 bands got me at your lady |
| If I’m lying then I’m flying |
| I swear to God I done ran that sack up crazy |
| Longway my brother |
| I say blood couldn’t make us closer |
| Different daddy, different mothers |
| If I’m with him you know it’s over |
| Thou shall ride for ya brother |
| I mean protect him through whatever |
| If we don’t win, we lose together |
| Made it my oath, this shit forever |
| I say I stretch my money the longway |
| If I need some lean, I’m calling Longway |
| I got her holding me the strongway |
| And everything I said true |
| So listen to what the song say, nigga! |
| We done ran up, ran up, ran up, ran that sack up crazy |
| (longway, longway, longway) |
| We done ran up, ran up |
| We done ran that sack crazy |
| (longway, longway, longway) (2x) |
| I was schizo for them Benjamin’s, they say I do the most |
| Double R with the big grill, I’m pulling up in the Ghost |
| I got longway money, and a whole lot of rich homies |
| So lot of bands, thumbing through cash |
| Double down you know it’s on me |
| 20 bands on your bitch, she wanted diamonds |
| I bought her the rollie rollie |
| Flooded her out with big gas, I got it out the Pyrex |
| Whipping up the doughnut, the holey moley |
| She didn’t know this, she kick it with a D-boy |
| Call rich homie, we kick it Bruce Leeroy |
| So many bands stuffed in my pants |
| Running through the weed, feed me, Seymour |
| I running the sack up crazy (too cray, too cray, too cray!) |
| I’m running the sack up crazy (bam! bam! bam! bam! bam!) |
| I’m flying out to the bay, (outta here! outta here! outta here! Gone!) |
| Those are the risks that I take! |