HIT THE ROAD CO-OP (Collective) (Ft. lei & midwxst)

[Chorus: midwxst]
I know that boy don't want smoke
Can't take him serious, that boy is a joke
Get that money, but I can't even vote
I'm just playin', boy, you know I can vote
You might catch me on the cover of Vogue
Stay with my niggas, I stay with my bros
Sellin' out venues and sellin' out shows
Might do a tour, bitch, I might hit the road

[Verse 1: midwxst]
I'm 'boutta fly to Japan
I don't fuck with pills, I do not fuck with Xans
Feel like I'm Megan, I might go to France
Get us some money, bitch, I do my dance
Louie V. belt, bitch, I don't sag my pants
High off the gas, high as my demand
Rockin' that denim, I feel like I'm Sam
I'm never tellin', I won't take a stand, nah
Get in the stu', make a hit, hit, hit
Twenty for twenty, can't miss, miss, miss
Shawty wanna blow me a kiss, kiss, kiss
It don't gеt better than this, this, this
Yeah, yеah, I am king and you are a squire
I know you cappin', I know you a liar
Say that you hard, but you need to retire, yeah
Yeah, yeah, throwin' my money like I'm Andy Myers, yeah
Feel like I'm Kanye, shouting my mouth through the wire
I'm a money multiplier
See my name up on a flyer, singin' in mics like a choir
Always workin', never tired, like I'm Zuko makin' fire
Mama never raised a liar, no
I've been fuckin' up the scene
Want me to drop, bitch, I know you a fiend
I think my fingers turnin' green
Feel like I'm Gecs I'm a money machine
I've been fuckin' up the scene
Want me to drop, bitch, I know you a fiend
I think my fingers turnin' green
Feel like I'm Gecs I'm a money machine