[Chorus]
On the freeway
My squad inside, my girl the DJ
She say I'm the only n***a she play
That's why I keep her on the replay
She say that my shit, yeah, that my shit (Yeah)
Keep your circle tight, you never slip, damn
Ask me how I'm always making hits
N***a take a hint, keep this shit on replay
She say that my shit, yeah, that my shit

[Verse 1]
Constantly turning up, then she turn me on
Told her, "Do you think of me when you're all alone?
Is there anything you need, can I give you that?"
She said, "Just keep me in mind when you hear the track," bring it back
I shouldn't say that shit, it's gonna get back to me
It's four in the morning, I'm getting brain on the balcony
Thinkin' 'bout n***as who doubted me, all of my idols that rival me
Thinkin' 'bout you in the little jeans, thinkin' 'bout us in a limousine
You take one for the team, I don't wanna pressure you though
How you go home, and how your momma lecture you though
Just wanna open the door at a hotel
And see your clothes on the floor
There's plenty of weed, you and him used to listen to me
'Cause, oh girl, you're the DJ, for every record we make
[Chorus]
You got me on the freeway
My squad inside, my girl the DJ
She say I'm the only n***a she play
That's why I keep her on the replay
She say that my shit, yeah, that my shit (Yeah)
Keep your circle tight, you never slip, damn
Ask me how I'm always making hits
N***a take a hint, keep this shit on replay
She say that my shit, yeah, that my shit

[Verse 2]
She loves it when I go in, loves it when I snap off
Her and all her girlfriends have their little rap-offs
She played it for her n***a, and now he's sweatin' his ass off
I watched her take her clothes off, and I had to take my hat off
She wanna have my baby, but these condoms made by NASA
Wanted a Mercedes, but I bought that bitch a Jaguar
Said she wanna kiss me, she wanna call me lately
But I told her "Wait, you miss me? Don't call me, girl, just play me"
She's like, "You shouldn't say that shit, it's gonna get back to you"
It's four in the morning, I'm getting brain on the balcony
She even got the mixtape, the theme song on the b-day
'Cause, baby, you're the DJ in every record we make

[Chorus]
On the freeway
My squad inside, my girl the DJ
She say I'm the only n***a that she play
That's why I keep her on the replay
She say that my shit, yeah, that my shit (Yeah)
Keep your circle tight, you never slip, damn
Ask me how I'm always making hits
N***a take a hint, keep this shit on replay
She say that my shit, yeah, that my shit