Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shordie Shordie
Vocals
TnTDX
All Instruments
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Archie Patmore
Songwriter
Raquan Hudson
Songwriter
Thomas Horton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TnTDX
Producer
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Road trip with a bad bitch by the mountains
All fours, now she all for it, it's a fountain
I got you a bag, and if I didn't, then I found it
Now tell her drop me off where she found me
Back block killer, she like, "That's my ****"
Glock on me, he don't, then that's that ****
She like, "Boy, fuck that bitch, you should've came to my door"
[Verse 1]
Ran in my store
Pick me up, go, now we gone, make it long, it's eternity
He go missing, we was wrong, put it all on me
Like I did it, but I didn't, you gon' see it when I'm gone
On my playlist, she gon' play this in her car, this her song
[Chorus]
When it's road trips with a bad bitch by the mountains
All fours, now she all for it, it's a fountain
I got you a bag, and if I didn't, then I found it
Now tell her drop me off where she found me
Back street, you can't catch me, **** slide
For less than that, a **** prolly died
You prolly post some shit and try to hide
We found out where you at, then we outside
[Verse 2]
Damn, have you ever took a ride with it?
You gon' side with it, it go down, you fire with it
She like, "Have she ever went through your phone?"
Feeling alone, send a bitch home
I'm like, "Why don't we just chill and try to Netflix?"
Morning, me and breakfast
Maybe I just wanna know why, like
He run up, we teach that boy a lesson
Hit him with a weapon
Now that **** part of the sky, now we
Taking rides and singing songs
Bitch, if you don't know, in the car, get along
Turn that shit down, take a shot
They don't know you, but I'm knowing what you not
[Chorus]
When it's road trips with a bad bitch by the mountains
All fours, now she all for it, it's a fountain
I got you a bag, and if I didn't, then I found it
Now tell her drop me off where she found me
Back street, you can't catch me, **** slide
For less than that, a **** prolly died
You prolly post some shit and try to hide
We found out where you at, then we outside
[Bridge]
Oh, aye, aye, aye, aye, outside
Oh, aye, aye, aye, aye
[Chorus]
When it's road trips with a bad bitch by the mountains
All fours, now she all for it, it's a fountain
I got you a bag, and if I didn't, then I found it
Now tell her drop me off where she found me
Back street, you can't catch me, **** slide
For less than that, a **** prolly died
You prolly post some shit and try to hide
We found out where you at, then we outside
[Outro]
We found out where you at, then we outside
We found out where you at, then we outside
Outside, outside, outside
Outside, outside, outside
Written by: Archie Patmore, Raquan Hudson, Thomas Horton