Nan not a favor
I'ma give her soul pole, pump fake her
G shit met her at the gas station
ON THE ROAD, ON THE ROAD, ON THE ROAD
Just one of them days
On the road, no tourin
If its money on the floor, I'm goin
One pint, one fifth, one forty
Not sauced, not juiced, I'm loaded
On the road no tourin
If its money on the floor, I'm goin
One pint, one fifth, one forty
Not sauced not juiced, I'm loaded
First off, we gorillas
Nuts hang from the ceiling
I got money on the floor, I ain't taking no loss
Hit the walk and bitches dropping they draws
And weak niggas point out my flaws
These bitches want clout
And I'll give it to em no doubt, never known let a lie out my mouth
Oo I heard that bitch bounce for the clout
Kick clouds then she out
She gone f*ck another nigga if I ever fall down
I'ma play her!
Nothing big, nothing major
Got a Queen in the hood like Jamaica
Bought her bundles shorty think i'm bout to save her
Ion owe a bitch naan not a favor...
I'ma give her soul pole and pump fake her
G shit, met her at the gas station
Caught a lyft from the crib, thats crazy
Just one them days
On the road, no tourin
If its money on the floor, I'm goin
One pint, one fifth, one forty
Not sauced not juiced, I'm loaded
On the road no tourin
If its money on the floor, I'm goin
One pint, one fifth, one forty
Not sauced not juiced, I'm loaded
Really I be on some chill shit
On some real shit
I ain't even tryna talk, I can't build wit you
I ain't hit her in a year and she still miss me,
I'm a meal ticket
I'm always in the crib
Shorty like, where you been? I been minding my business
Presence a gift i got hoes like it's Christmas
They all in they feelings, yo bitch need a fill-in
Baby so what I ain't answer yo DM
Lames on IG got yo head big like Gina
Know I'm low key and its rare that you see me
That's more than a reason to let me get deep in
Hit up yo weedman, know you been stressing and I can relieve it
Can't even stay in the AM I'm leavin, just here for the weekend
Cut off yo ringer gone say you was sleep
Man I'm glad it ain't me
On the road no tourin I been hangin owt
If its money on the floor my niggas brought it down
Took a loss look who winnin now, Scottie Pippen now
Back to back my bitches now
On the road no tourin I been hangin owt
If its money on the floor my niggas brought it down
Took a loss look who winnin now
Scottie Pippen now!
DONFORWHATEVER - No Tourin' (feat. B. Lewie) Lyrics
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Nan not a favor
I'ma give her soul pole, pump fake her
G shit met her at the gas station
ON THE ROAD, ON THE ROAD, ON THE ROAD
Just one of them days
On the road, no tourin
If its money on the floor, I'm goin
One pint, one fifth, one forty
Not sauced, not juiced, I'm loaded
On the road no tourin
If its money on the floor, I'm goin
One pint, one fifth, one forty
Not sauced not juiced, I'm loaded
First off, we gorillas
Nuts hang from the ceiling
I got money on the floor, I ain't taking no loss
Hit the walk and bitches dropping they draws
And weak niggas point out my flaws
These bitches want clout
And I'll give it to em no doubt, never known let a lie out my mouth
Oo I heard that bitch bounce for the clout
Kick clouds then she out
She gone f*ck another nigga if I ever fall down
I'ma play her!
Nothing big, nothing major
Got a Queen in the hood like Jamaica
Bought her bundles shorty think i'm bout to save her
Ion owe a bitch naan not a favor...
I'ma give her soul pole and pump fake her
G shit, met her at the gas station
Caught a lyft from the crib, thats crazy
Just one them days
On the road, no tourin
If its money on the floor, I'm goin
One pint, one fifth, one forty
Not sauced not juiced, I'm loaded
On the road no tourin
If its money on the floor, I'm goin
One pint, one fifth, one forty
Not sauced not juiced, I'm loaded
Really I be on some chill shit
On some real shit
I ain't even tryna talk, I can't build wit you
I ain't hit her in a year and she still miss me,
I'm a meal ticket
I'm always in the crib
Shorty like, where you been? I been minding my business
Presence a gift i got hoes like it's Christmas
They all in they feelings, yo bitch need a fill-in
Baby so what I ain't answer yo DM
Lames on IG got yo head big like Gina
Know I'm low key and its rare that you see me
That's more than a reason to let me get deep in
Hit up yo weedman, know you been stressing and I can relieve it
Can't even stay in the AM I'm leavin, just here for the weekend
Cut off yo ringer gone say you was sleep
Man I'm glad it ain't me
On the road no tourin I been hangin owt
If its money on the floor my niggas brought it down
Took a loss look who winnin now, Scottie Pippen now
Back to back my bitches now
On the road no tourin I been hangin owt
If its money on the floor my niggas brought it down
Took a loss look who winnin now
Scottie Pippen now!
I'ma give her soul pole, pump fake her
G shit met her at the gas station
ON THE ROAD, ON THE ROAD, ON THE ROAD
Just one of them days
On the road, no tourin
If its money on the floor, I'm goin
One pint, one fifth, one forty
Not sauced, not juiced, I'm loaded
On the road no tourin
If its money on the floor, I'm goin
One pint, one fifth, one forty
Not sauced not juiced, I'm loaded
First off, we gorillas
Nuts hang from the ceiling
I got money on the floor, I ain't taking no loss
Hit the walk and bitches dropping they draws
And weak niggas point out my flaws
These bitches want clout
And I'll give it to em no doubt, never known let a lie out my mouth
Oo I heard that bitch bounce for the clout
Kick clouds then she out
She gone f*ck another nigga if I ever fall down
I'ma play her!
Nothing big, nothing major
Got a Queen in the hood like Jamaica
Bought her bundles shorty think i'm bout to save her
Ion owe a bitch naan not a favor...
I'ma give her soul pole and pump fake her
G shit, met her at the gas station
Caught a lyft from the crib, thats crazy
Just one them days
On the road, no tourin
If its money on the floor, I'm goin
One pint, one fifth, one forty
Not sauced not juiced, I'm loaded
On the road no tourin
If its money on the floor, I'm goin
One pint, one fifth, one forty
Not sauced not juiced, I'm loaded
Really I be on some chill shit
On some real shit
I ain't even tryna talk, I can't build wit you
I ain't hit her in a year and she still miss me,
I'm a meal ticket
I'm always in the crib
Shorty like, where you been? I been minding my business
Presence a gift i got hoes like it's Christmas
They all in they feelings, yo bitch need a fill-in
Baby so what I ain't answer yo DM
Lames on IG got yo head big like Gina
Know I'm low key and its rare that you see me
That's more than a reason to let me get deep in
Hit up yo weedman, know you been stressing and I can relieve it
Can't even stay in the AM I'm leavin, just here for the weekend
Cut off yo ringer gone say you was sleep
Man I'm glad it ain't me
On the road no tourin I been hangin owt
If its money on the floor my niggas brought it down
Took a loss look who winnin now, Scottie Pippen now
Back to back my bitches now
On the road no tourin I been hangin owt
If its money on the floor my niggas brought it down
Took a loss look who winnin now
Scottie Pippen now!
Writer: Brandon Lewis, Donald Gipson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid