Do the Road

(Do the road)

I put my shoes on and then I do the road

(Do the road, do the road)

I put my shoes on and then I do the road

(Then I do the road, then I do the road)

(Do the road)

(Then I do the road)

Section (Then I do the road)

What you talkin' 'bout?

I put my shoes on, then I do the road

They're like, where that yout' from? He look like Coolio

I take the piss, your block's shit, you're from a doodoo road

I do your chicken, do the brick, that's what I do alone

I don't window shop, money card like Yu-Gi-Oh

I get the food gone, I feel like Julio

Gally want the squad, she don't know who to blow

I give her back shot, not in the booty hole

Can't stand the block, I'm sittin' in the studio

Them man are pagans, they don't like my bros

But it's not racist, his work I sell in bulk

Tre's movin' strange-ish, has he got the smoke?

They ask me what I'm payin', you don't need to know (Money)

I don't like ravin', but I like that show

I am so wasted, how am I gettin' home?

K will go and blaze it, so we'll do the road

I put my shoes on and then I do the road

Gotta get this money fast, hate when it's slow

I put my shoes on, then I do the road

In the trap, I'm goin' hard, then I'm doin' home

I put my shoes on, then I do the road

I put my shoes on, then I do the road

I put my shoes on, then I do the road

In the trap, I'm goin' hard, then I'm doin' home

I put my shoes on, and then I do the road

Any day I keep it squaddy or I move alone

I get my groove on, icy like a smoothie though

And any time I bruck a pack, I feel like Julio

Bruv, my shooter's truly loved, even movies and moving Os

She got Louboutin's, you don't trap, then move on

I get the food gone, direct from the studio

I put my shoes on, but I don't have to do the road

I put my shoes on, I'm doin' street

I'm doin' shoes on, my shoes doin' feet

Sort 'em pie, pie, you no longer live in reach

She just sucked my body, so she know she gettin' roach

Knows she gettin' roach, shoes on, then I'm doin' road

Move on, tryna get it ghost

Tryna get it ghost, in the focus, tryna get her ghost

In the motion, when I'm there roadin'

I put my shoes on and then I do the road

Gotta get this money fast, hate when it's slow

I put my shoes on, then I do the road

In the trap, I'm goin' hard, then I'm doin' home

I put my shoes on, then I do the road

I put my shoes on, then I do the road

I put my shoes on, then I do the road

In the trap, I'm goin' hard, then I'm doin' home

I put my shoes on and then I do the road

Them man ain't on beef, they're like a tuna roll

She do the whole squad because she' fully grown

I gave her back shots, I had her on her tippy toes

Tre got crack shots, and K be sellin' blow

They hate the damn squad, but cuh we're soon to go

Fuck your gang spot, 'cause that's a city road

And when that thang pop, them **** due to blow

I could roll up, pepper up the strip

Make a **** split, have you **** duckin' from the toolio

**** so dumb, why you ****, bitch?

I be on the strip, just got a brick from Julio (Low)

Throw the Zs in the air, they disappear

**** think I'm trappin' with the super phone (Trap)

From a pie to a cake (Yeah), money gets made (Yeah)

I do my last sale, then I'm doin' home (I'm doin' home, man)

I put my shoes on and then I do the road

Gotta get this money fast, hate when it's slow

I put my shoes on, then I do the road

In the trap, I'm goin' hard, then I'm doin' home

I put my shoes on, then I do the road

I put my shoes on, then I do the road

I put my shoes on, then I do the road

In the trap, I'm goin' hard, then I'm doin' home