On Tour

[Intro: Smooky MarGielaa]

Skrrt, yeah

Daytrip took it to 10

[Chorus: Smooky MarGielaa]

Yeah, lately I ain't been responding to your calls

Lately I been grinding tryna ball

‘Member days I had none, doin' chores

Uh, now I got like fifty up or more

It ain't bus rides no more

It ain't hot because I'm [?]

I was tryna do no more

Uh, now I'm on tour

[Verse 1: Smooky MarGielaa]

I remember nights countin' [?] on them bands

[?] empty your pockets, nigga, put it in my hand

Uh, late night I had [?] I get it how I can

Woah, woah, that's the cop, split up, hide out in your pants

Now I got a take off garage, yeah, none of them cost a rent

Huh, go against the charge, yeah, look what I invent

Bugatti, ridin' through the city, lift them 'rarri's, I got plenty

We in the spoty gettin' litty, I got all my niggas wit' me

Huh, swear my niggas hard, you don't want parts

Boy, we do shit face to face, you don't want parts

Skrrt up fast up on this Wraith like a Nascar

I got way too much cake, uh

Now get out my way, uh

In this jet to the Bay

Smoke electro large

Got too much on my plate, uh

I know you can't hate us

No you ain't gang

You can't hang wit' us

[Chorus: Smooky MarGielaa]

Yeah, lately I ain't been responding to your calls

Lately I been grinding tryna ball

‘Member days I had none, doin' chores

Uh, now I got like fifty up or more

It ain't bus rides no more

It ain't hot because I'm [?]

I was tryna do no more

Uh, now I'm on tour

[Verse 2: Gunna]

Uh, Gunna Gunna pop it when he want

I'm a Don, I pop Don Pérignon (yeah)

And I'm just smoking Biscotti and some Runtz (smoke)

I'm gettin' head, stickin' my finger in her bun (Yeah)

Fendi shopping it, upgrade stuff for fun (that's fun)

Nigga keep copying, yo whole crew wanna be us (on god)

They see me out and don't wan' show me love (Uh)

I'm way in the sky by the clouds, no need to reach out

Crosses everywhere, yeah, these chrome hearts (chrome hearts)

Lucky sixty bands came from Goyard (goyard)

Whippin' a new Lamb like a Nascar (Skrrt)

Iced out Cartier, it's a Jaguar (Ice)

Yeah, I'm laying low, I know how to play my cards (cards)

Yeah, my Rolls Royce, bring your kid a CD toy (CD toy)

Shh, shut the door, these millions got me paranoid

You can't afford me, Smooky MarGielaa boys

[Chorus: Smooky MarGielaa]

Yeah, lately I ain't been responding to your calls

Lately I been grinding tryna ball

‘Member days I had none, doin' chores

Uh, now I got like fifty up or more

It ain't bus rides no more

It ain't hot because I'm [?]

I was tryna do no more

Uh, now I'm on tour

[Outro: Smooky MarGielaa]

I remember nights countin' [?] on them bands

[?] empty your pockets, nigga, put it in my hand

Uh, late night I had [?] I get it how I can

Woah, woah, that's the cop, split up, hide out in your pants

Daytrip took it to 10