[Intro]

Highway

[Chorus]

I'm up these hoes love it
She want me in her stomach
I found the perfect person
I love her but its nothin'
I can't stop, I can't stop fucking
I won't stop, she can't stop this money
I got a lot, I got what hoes want
Got a fuck n***a drunk, we gon' tie him up in the trunk
You know shit we bustin', he gon' pull it in his stomach
We do whatever we want to him, we call it street justice
Make sure he get canceled, we'll let you watch
Hit it from the bottom, when we scrapping at the top
Got me fucked up we ain't playing with these cops
Won't throw them hands, I hope you can fight this Glock

[Verse]

Talkin' on the phone and shit, what you want here bitch
Talkin' on the phone and shit, I ain't on that shit
Talkin' on the phone and shit, better know that shit
I just hung up, I just hung up
You call me baby, I ain't no baby
Drunk got get me lazy
She take what she can't get
I pray that she face it
I lay that hoe on the face and now she Caucasian, oh
I got love in my heart
Want me to share it
Bitch i'm way to scared
I ain't even the one that's gon' play fair
Thats on the one who made hoe snare [?]
I ain't even working on checking that shit
I done near feel in love with a ratchet
We hit no boo now she classic
[Chorus]

I'm up these hoes love it
She want me in her stomach
I found the perfect person
I love her but its nothin'
I can't stop, I can't stop fucking
I won't stop, she can't stop this money
I got a lot, I got what hoes want
Got a fuck n***a drunk, we gon' tie him up in the trunk
You know shit we bustin', he gon' pull it in his stomach
We do whatever we want to him, we call it street justice
Make sure he get canceled, we'll let you watch
Hit it from the bottom, when we scrapping at the top
Got me fucked up we ain't playing with these cops
Won't throw them hands, I hope you can fight this Glock