Road Runnin

[Intro]
(Iceberg want a bag, bitch)
I'ma talk my shit for real
(Damn, is that Surreal right there?)
These niggas, they counterfeit for real, they ain't fit for real
Huh, no cap on that
Let's go

[Chorus]
I've been jugging, getting money on the road (Let's go)
You know I'ma get a bag, that's for sure (Yeah)
I was down bad, trying to wipe a nigga nose
And I'm riding with it, I can't trust a soul
If you my partner just know I ain't ever gon' fold (Fuck no)
It's some mid, I'm not gon' buy it like a store (Like a store)
All this codeine in my body, I'm too poured (I'm too poured)
No, I'm not [?] but I swear I'm far from road (Far from road)

[Verse]
She want ecstasy (Yeah)
I want Texas tеa (Texas tea)
She in lovе with the rude boy, yeah, she lust for me (She lust for me)
I'm in big body coupe, inside, it's just me
And my diamonds, they like strippers, they be busting
I told lil' shorty, "Just be there when I touch down in the city"
And I look at these blues when I see my pocket, they remind me of Nipsey (Nipsey)
If I pop one more of these Percocets, I think I'm gon' get dizzy
And them niggas say they super active but they been struggling really (Struggling really)
I know GDs, Crips, and Bloods, yeah, a lot of Billies (A lot of Billies)
And my double cup having mud in it and I'm codeine sipping (Codeine sipping)
And my clique ain't got no dubs in it, ain't none of us timid (Ain't none of us timid)
And if you see us in some foreign cars, ain't none of 'em rented (Skrt)

[Chorus]
I've been jugging, getting money on the road (Let's go)
You know I'ma get a bag, that's for sure (Yeah)
I was down bad, trying to wipe a nigga nose
And I'm riding with it, I can't trust a soul
If you my partner just know I ain't ever gon' fold (Fuck no)
It's some mid, I'm not gon' buy it like a store (Like a store)
All this codeine in my body, I'm too poured (I'm too poured)
No, I'm not [?] but I swear I'm far from road (Far from road)