Road Runnin' E

I'm talking about shit for real. These niggas, They can't fit for real. They ain't fit for real. Okay. Let's go. I been drinking and winning on the road. Let's go. You know I'm with the bag, yeah, That's for sure. Yeah, I was out back tryna Wipe a nigga nose. And I ride with it, I can't trust soul. If you my partner, just know I need you, I won't fold. It's a mandate out the block like a stove. All this codeine in my body, I'm too po'. No, I'm not rich yet, but I swear I'm Far from broke. She want SC, I want testy. She in love with the Rolls Royce, she loves Me. I'm in a big body coupe inside, It's just me. And my diamonds, They like drippers, let me pour a scene. I told the shot just be ready when I Touch down the city. When I look at these Blue hundreds in my pocket, they remind me of Nipsey. If pop one more these Percocets, I think I'm gonna get dizzy. Them niggas say they too active, but they not Sliding really. I know GD, Crips, and Bloods, yeah, a lot Of business. And my dope cup have mud in It, I'm codeine sippin'. And my cook ain't got No dubs, and they not nice timbin'. And if you see us in some foreign cars, It's not we're rich. I been drinking and winning On the road. Let's go. You know I'm with bag, that's for Sure. Yeah, I was out back tryna wipe a Nigga nose. And I ride with it, I can't trust soul. If you my partner, just know I need you, I won't fold. It's a mandate out the block Like a stove. All this codeine in my body, I'm too po'. No, I'm not rich yet, But I swear I'm far from Broke