[Chorus ?]
It's time to go, it's time to go
Hit the road and get the bag in
Run through the shows, get the pole, [?]
[?] in the foreign, [?] back in
Still got the Glock on me
[?] suckas [?] not lonely
[?] the block, 'cause [?]
[?] them guns out [?] three of those
Nigga
[?]
[?] nother bitty and another state
[?] lotta weight
[?] switch lanes

[Verse 1 ?]
Eh
I'm finna slide through
If we heard you ever made a staitment, we despise you
We be cooking niggas like it's greese when it's fried food
We done spinned your block a hundred times and couldn't find you
Eh
Me and Slow-B on the southside
Got a sucka nigga baby mama with her mouth whide
Na, never, you ain't really outside
It's time to go hit the road, bitch, [?]
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