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