Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On That Road, artist - WARHOL.SS. Date of issue: 10.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
On That Road |
| Racks tucked, Tom Ford, cut her off, lawnmower |
| Flawless diamonds, I might go to Johnny just to shine more |
| Water dripping, call it hydroponics, I make time for it |
| We gotta keep it player, like the chronic, I don’t sign for it |
| Lil' nigga said it go |
| Walk in the building so clean in double C, I feel like soap |
| Take a tag and I pop it back to back, I disrespect these clothes |
| I don’t wanna share my drank no more |
| I don’t want y’all niggas 'round me no more |
| Like why the fuck would I sell my soul? |
| Don’t hide the dope when I’m on that road, ayy |
| Brought the nine in tucked so I’m finna get throwed, ayy |
| Keep nines with us when I touch that road, ayy |
| Don’t hide the dope when I’m on that road, yeah |
| I done lost touch with all my feelings on these RP’s |
| Fucking with my doctor, made a fortune out the Walgreens |
| We don’t want all that bad shit, baby, can you match me? |
| Better not disrespect 'em, we gon' rob him if he test me |
| Chopper gunning, we go Call of Duty, you want war with us |
| Pardon me, I might get a lil' moody when I’m pouring up |
| Pardon me having roxy, I regret 'em when I’m throwing up |
| Put a ticket on top of your head, you tryna testify, you ain’t showing up |
| We gon' try and take your fucking head, try and knock him off |
| Bought some Belaire, give one to my mans, let him pop one off |
| Check, a fucking check, I need my closet filled with Saint Laurent |
| Sleeping with a TEC, I got a feeling someone want me gone |
| I keep it real as they come, how you boming? |
| Let me know, ain’t no favor, we don’t fold and we don’t stress out over times |
| Went from hard times to hard time |
| See we counting money in this bitch so keep that door locked |
| Racks tucked, Tom Ford, cut her off, lawnmower |
| Flawless diamonds, I might go to Johnny just to shine more |
| Water dripping, call it hydroponics, I make time for it |
| We gotta keep it player, like the chronic, I don’t sign for it |
| Lil' nigga said it go |
| Walk in the building so clean in double C, I feel like soap |
| Take a tag and I pop it back to back, I disrespect these clothes |
| I don’t wanna share my drank no more |
| I don’t want y’all niggas 'round me no more |
| Like why the fuck would I sell my soul? |
| Don’t hide the dope when I’m on that road, ayy |
| Brought the nine in tucked so I’m finna get throwed, ayy |
| Keep nines with us when I touch that road, ayy |
| Don’t hide the dope when I’m on that road, yeah |
| Hop in traffic, I ride German motors |
| Gotta take my time with all this foolery on dirty soda |
| Nigga, we gon' size you if you try, bitch, I’m Sammy Sosa |
| Flying in that Lamb' truck, it’s super-charged, no Tesla Roadsters |
| I put boulders on my pinky, we don’t get no freebies, nigga |
| Tattoo making ink, I couldn’t wait to see this, nigga |
| Where the hell them gangsters you be with? |
| I don’t believe it, nigga |
| I can’t leave my dawg behind, got morals like I’m Peezy, nigga |
| Ain’t talking 'bout no C notes, nigga |
| Pop my shit, that B-roll, nigga |
| Bad bitch from the waters, yeah, she got that Creole figure |
| Fast shit, where you going? |
| Confident like Leo niggas |
| AK-47 make him shuffle like he DLOW, nigga |
| Racks tucked, Tom Ford, cut her off, lawnmower |
| Flawless diamonds, I might go to Johnny just to shine more |
| Water dripping, call it hydroponics, I make time for it |
| We gotta keep it player, like the chronic, I don’t sign for it |
| Lil' nigga said it go |
| Walk in the building so clean in double C, I feel like soap |
| Take a tag and I pop it back to back, I disrespect these clothes |
| I don’t wanna share my drank no more |
| I don’t want y’all niggas 'round me no more |
| Like why the fuck would I sell my soul? |
| Don’t hide the dope when I’m on that road, ayy |
| Brought the nine in tucked so I’m finna get throwed, ayy |
| Keep nines with us when I touch that road, ayy |
| Don’t hide the dope when I’m on that road, yeah |