[Chorus: The Raelettes, Ray Charles]
Hit the road Jack, and don't ya come back
No more, no more, no more, no more
Hit the road Jack, and don't ya come back no more
What'd you say?

[Verse 1: Lil Travieso]
If I ever needed money, I'd hit the road
I ook a couple losses, oh well, money comes and goes
Ain't leaving with this tank half full, hit the come and go
Had to see my bitch fall, left, had to come and go
Now I'm sliding real cautious on a 25
'Cause if I get pulled over and stopped, I'll get like 25
Oh well I'm back chasing this risky life
If the cops solved everything I done, they 'prolly give me life
But fuck that, I'm trying to live my life
Never did I think that I'd start rapping, and catching flights
'Cause honestly, I always hit the road
And when I touched down, I got money, and I didn't do a show
Still getting money, but now I'm getting money for doing shows
Still in the streets and I'm rapping, fuck it, I'm doing both
I Wanna Be A Baller, and make a killing off selling dope
Crazy how I be killing opps, and selling dope
Making opps disappear, like a magic trick
Bust a bitch down, and when she done she better call a Lyft
A 1000 hoes want a better price, better cop a brick
Come tap in, you know I always got a better ticket
I did that love shit one time, and I do not miss it
I'd rather fuck bitches, and just pay a maid to clean my kitchen
I ain't gone lie, I love the streets, shit it's an addiction
I used a sandwich, when no more sitting and no more wishing
[Verse 2: Lil Nate]
Everything you talk about, bitch I 'prolly did it twice
If I'm down bad, I hit the road and I flip the white
Only had 1, but made it 2, because I whipped it right
Running on the road, she got away after he flipped the lights
Seen a lot of shit, had no option you would be surprised
Had lot of scale in my pocket, like it's Fisher Price
Seen the block was hot, so we stalked 'em at a different night
Heard the homie caught him, so we dropped him
Caught him slipping twice
Used to be broke like I'm Peezy, now I'm chasing 100's
Now they see us popping, me and Travi hit a mil on thuggin'
Looking for a plug, taste the product, now they keep on coming
Running on the road, a couple days, now the traps jumping
If I ain't on the road then I'm running, through a backdoor
Getting licked on, had it coming
What you mad for?
Call me Mike Sherm 'cause I'm a 'mofucking asshole
If you ain't making money
Why the fuck you got a trap phone?