On That Road Warhol.SS

[Intro]
Do the dash, Eway

[Pre-Chorus]
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

[Chorus]
Lil' nigga said he the G.O.A.T
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 .9, it tucked so I'm finna get throwed, ayy
Keep .9s with us when I touch that road, ayy
Don't hide the dope when I'm on that road, yeah

[Verse 1]
I done lost touch with all my feelings on these RP's
Fuckin' 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 gunners, we go Call of Duty, you want war with us
Pardon me, I might get a lil' moody when I'm pourin' up
Pardon me, having roxy, I regret 'em when I'm throwin' up
Put a ticket on top of your head, you tryna testify, you ain't showin' up
We gon' try and take your fuckin' 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
Sleepin' wit' a TEC, I got a feelin' 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 hoes
Went from hard times to our time
See, we counting money in this bitch so keep that door locked