On the Road - HoodRich Pablo Juan, Drugrixh Peso

Fucking these bitches and getting money on the road

Money and the dope on the stove

I got the elbows, putting dope on the road

Your bitch gon' suck me on the road

Killas and gangstas show up to my shows

We be strapped up everywhere we go on the road

Skating on ice, I’m froze

Fucked her in her mouth, my kids in her throat

Jumped on the road, straight from the boat

Wanna put it on the road, I’m charging them more

I’m on the road with the truck with the load

When I go on the road, it’s already sold

I’m on the road, I’m back on the road

Back on the road, I’m back on the road

Back on the road, back on the road

Back on the road, I’m back on the road

I’m on the road with a 36

Selling elbows for the 34

Got the bando hot, got to pack up the stove

Put the dope in that pot, that’s a pot of gold

Delivered to your front door like it’s Domino’s

Down in the trap with the

I pick up the back end from traps and my shows

I’m sending them packs, how fast can you go?

Plug switched numbers, said the Feds at the door

I heard they not making that Hitech no more

My country boy love me, my numbers so low

That diamond dancing, but I’m trapping solo

I fuck on that bitch and put her on the road

Trapped out the 'Lago with a stripper pole

If we pull up on you, want ten or more?

Gotta charge extra for delivery, though

Knock knock at your front door

Fucking these bitches and getting money on the road

Money and the dope on the stove

I got the elbows, putting dope on the road

Your bitch gon' suck me on the road

Killas and gangstas show up to my shows

We be strapped up everywhere we go on the road

Skating on ice, I’m froze

Fucked her in her mouth, my kids in her throat

Jumped on the road, straight from the boat

Wanna put it on the road, I’m charging them more

I’m on the road with the truck with the load

When I go on the road, it’s already sold

I’m on the road, I’m back on the road

Back on the road, I’m back on the road

Back on the road, back on the road

Back on the road, I’m back on the road

Come in your hood with the killas and gangstas

Wrapping them up on the road with the bank

I got them prices lower than Shawty

I got four rings on like my Audi

All of my shooters is roadrunners

I flip the pack in your hood like a punter

DrugRixh don’t fuck with no bitch that smell like onions

Come place your order, I’m selling lasagna

I keep the bricks and whip it like it’s pasta

I’m baking that cookie like I am a Rasta

Ice skating on my diamonds, check the posture

Deliver with the suit, I’m pulling up proper

I wake up, make a bitch cook my shrimp and lobster

Trap out the Uber on the way to the projects

Hop out the Sprinter with Dracos and Hitechs

Send me the address, I’ll pull up where you’re at

DrugRixh

Fucking these bitches and getting money on the road

Money and the dope on the stove

I got the elbows, putting dope on the road

Your bitch gon' suck me on the road

Killas and gangstas show up to my shows

We be strapped up everywhere we go on the road

Skating on ice, I’m froze

Fucked her in her mouth, my kids in her throat

Jumped on the road, straight from the boat

Wanna put it on the road, I’m charging them more

I’m on the road with the truck with the load

When I go on the road, it’s already sold

I’m on the road, I’m back on the road

Back on the road, I’m back on the road

Back on the road, back on the road

Back on the road, I’m back on the road