Vazzy - hit the road Lyrics

Fourth quarter moves how I pick and roll
Hit the road Jack, you know the kid is home
My pen got the kiss of death, ain't ever need the mistletoe
My homie steady searching he like google how he grip the chrome
Hit her with the give and go, always have the most the give
All my dawgs are eating, raising glasses making toasts to this
Never met a rapper who's as gross as this
Dawg that bitch for everybody, she might be a socialist
I'm tired of the social trends
Taking pics just to put some new shit on your "Closer Friends"
Hope it ends, all my ties deeper than the ocean is
My mama prolly hates the fact I smoke again
Dawg I got some shit to say, can't hold it in
I wanna be the cousin with the cool job
The fat crib, the new ride
The one who got the jewels popping
Who stopping me?
Who's dropping heat?
Yall don't spark at all so don't talk to me
Dawg we spark a log and get to cutting like we chopping trees
New Yorker how I'm chopping cheese, need my shit the ocky way
Need my paper ándale
I'm really finna rob the bank
I'm really finna step it up
My glass is half full but being honest I cant get enough to give these hoes the time of day
These bitches do whatever I instruct, we playing Simon say
These niggas wanna switch up shoes and I'm already miles away
Time will tell, if rapping was a test I know yall would fail
They looking up to me so much you'd think the boy is tall as hell
Stand on business, all these pussy rappers making calls to 12
The way we count em down you'd think it's New Years and the ball just fell
Raw as hell, I don't give a f*ck about a rubber dawg
All the music shitty now a days and I can't stomach y'all
I'll cook you any season, winter spring yeah summer fall
Shawty say she love me but that bitch ain't ever love at all
Watch the way you come across cause if you talking wild, I'll make ya shawty put her head down like she was doing somersaults
Damn dawg the love is lost, but I'm the one who found a way
How im chiefing one would only think I smoke a pound a day
All these rappers sound the same like
Where the f*ck the bars go?
Got her with her hands behind her back, like it's an art show
Shawty told me start slow, hit her with a hard no
I dip and dodge, you'll never catch me driving in my car slow
I been going too fast
All you rappers too ass
My homie tap ya shoulder and it ain't for us to move pass
Always been the cool cat, who let the dog out
Rock n roll, the boys just copped a band like it was fall out
Calm down, the talk is always bigger in a small town
Busted and went ghost, ask the bitch who she gon call now