9 hour trip Lyrics

Where the fuck going Z

I wouldn't be here without this Trash it, rip y'all phones, lil' bitch

Hit the road with five P's in the bank And bro, I'ma blow this shit

Paranoid, I'm looking it to my right I'm looking it to my left

Let the boys get behind this bitch You hearing the motor jet

My mama said, you do the crime You do the time

That shit really stuck with me Hit the road up in it, hit me

Rollerwoods, and I'm the feeling Shit, trying what you on

Why you acting silly

Gangnam to the right FBZ, really run this shit

He put this shit on We fly, fuck, we come a real deal train

Switch it on the glizzy We put bro-nim in a real deal blender

Y'all, let me know in the smoke Let your brother run up on me

Get his ass poked My brother sitting in the backseat

Trying to scope up the scope Yeah, we on offense

Never play defense, you lil' hoe

It's that lil' money coming in So I keep my switches

Me and twin, we taking trips Touring through y'all city

Headless sticks up in this load Cause we know y'all envy

When I got my first load I turned it up, got busy

Me and M5 back-to-back at school with headless semis

When my nigga info get back, we gon' go on missions

When me and J5 boost through cuts, it's a scary vision

Screaming free Lozada, we gon' terrorize the city

Can't wait to hop up on the road, we gotta catch some flights

Ten bands in the air, we goin' to Tampa, this a different flight

Me and gang, we outside trapping, trapped out day and night

Vano got too ill, he seen the boys, made him wrap it up

These lil' boys dissing on the net, they can't keep up with us

My own brothers too, they so slapping, tell them turn it up

But I'm doing 65, and I'm 40, hoping that I don't get spotted

This ain't no DUI, just wanna take a stride through your garden

Your garden

We post up where they sleep, got Glocky on my ride

In the NFL, we throwin' bullets like Jupiter

They dissin' on Lidl when I get out, they gon