HIT THE ROAD

[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 [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 2: Lei] Yeah, all my haters are pissed They talk like me, why they talking like this? (Yeah) This shit up in my feet, now you can't walk like this (Wow) Everybody sayin' we goin' up Had to get up myself, had to get out the mud (Yeah) [?] And they show me fake love, yeah She said to come over, I said, "Shawty, that's what's up," yeah (Wow) Swear they wasn't rockin' with me, now they acting dumb (Yeah) Pull up to the function, instant paparazzi Making hit after hit, tell them you cannot stop me (Yeah) Drinking too much, I'ma walk like a zombie Too many [?] and they want me I'm spending my money on kicks I cannot pay attention to my kids (Yeah) She on me, like she wanna kiss But she wants the bands (Woah), get the hell out my crib Tell her I got a show, gotta dip Me and midwxst (Woah) tryna roll, take a flick (Yeah) We got a [?] 'cause we gon' be big No cap, like, that's my twin [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