Long Road

[Intro]
Yo, yo
Yo, yo, what? (Ayy, what these niggas on, Soulja)
Yo, what? What?
Brrt, woah

[Chorus]
First night, smacked the ho down and I ain't cuffin' nothin' (Smack, brrt)
Fully stick, clear everything, he ran from them slugs ('Thing)
I just mixed the Wock' with the Act' (Wock'), pour it, triple cup
I just hit some super thick fine shit, I tore that up (Tore that up)
T-tear that down
Come in with that Carti' watch, I need that now (Now), brrt, baow
Come through (Baow), shake that shit up just like Rolling Loud (Brrt)
Damn, mini micro Drac', this bitch jump out my hand
Goin' down, youngin don't even talk, just roll that boy like, "Wham"
This bih' trippin, got me fucked up, ain't get her nails done (Nails done)
F-fat shit in this whip, ain't got no switch, yo' ass just better run (Better run)
Crack up out my seal, load up that box, I was the only one (Only one)
I jumped off that porch, shout out young A, dude said I'm the chosen one (Chosen one)

[Verse]
This bih' like, "Goddamn, you got a lot of trips like Odee guns"
I-I get OD, geeked, might go to Pluto, fuck around, see the sun
I ain't even— I ain't even wanna smack, I was just bored, called her up for fun
Spark up 'bout my gang, we want that smoke, we need an extra lung
I been on that fuckin' long road like I'm on the run
Told you we 4L, fuck what they sayin', we ain't ever done
Ho, just ball me back, got one more call 'fore I leave you alone
Late night, wake up, talkin' to my stick, havin' talks with the chrome

[Chorus]
First night, smacked the ho down and I ain't cuffin' nothin' (Slatt)
Fully stick, clear everything, he ran from them slugs
I just mixed the Wock' with the Act' (Wock', Wock'), pour it, triple cup
I just hit some super thick fine shit, I tore that up
T-tear that down
Come in with that Carti' watch (Down), I need that now (Now), brrt, baow
Come through, shake that shit up just like Rolling Loud (Brrt)
Damn, mini micro Drac', this bitch jump out my hand
Goin' down, youngin don't even talk, just roll that boy like, "Wham"
This bih'— this bih' trippin, got me fucked up, ain't get her nails done (Done)
Fat shit in this whip, ain't got no switch, yo' ass just better run (Better run)
Crack up out my seal, load up that box, I was the only one (Only one)
I jumped off that porch, shout out young A, dude said I'm the chosen one