Hit The Road by RAT KAPAUL Lyrics
[Pre-Chorus]
Sippin' slow
Fallin' back to my old ways
Always gotta save a stack
For the cold days
They be with you
But disappear
When the rain falls
They gone drop you
The forget about you
And build walls
[Chorus]
Been thru this before
Now i d rather hit the road
When they open up their mouth
We don't hear em anymore
Someone, knock me off this high
So light, I feel i can fly
Bentley coupe in the garage
Marble floors, It's in ma mind
[Verse]
Gasolina Mami
Told me she on fuego
This shit on me didn't
Cost a couple pesos
I don't got time
To give out to these haters
Going overseas flyin' Paris Air
Crib so big It feel like Colliseum
Versatile, they can never
Put a label on me
Livin' that life
And i did it on ma own bitch
Money stacked to the ceiling
Nigga dumb rich
Pull out stack
I got some money to blow
Got ma bros from the side
And ma bitches and hoes
We ain't talked in while
They sent Xs and Os
They were down from the start
And they still got ma back
Down from the start
And they still got ma back
[Pre-Chorus]
Sippin' slow
Fallin' back to my old ways
Always gotta save a stack
For the cold days
They be with you
But disappear
When the rain falls
They gone drop you
The forget about you
And build walls
[Chorus]
Been thru this before
Now i d rather hit the road
When they open up their mouth
We don't hear em anymore
Someone, knock me off this high
So light, I feel i can fly
Bentley coupe in the garage
Marble floors, It's in ma mind
Sippin' slow
Fallin' back to my old ways
Always gotta save a stack
For the cold days
They be with you
But disappear
When the rain falls
They gone drop you
The forget about you
And build walls
[Chorus]
Been thru this before
Now i d rather hit the road
When they open up their mouth
We don't hear em anymore
Someone, knock me off this high
So light, I feel i can fly
Bentley coupe in the garage
Marble floors, It's in ma mind
[Verse]
Gasolina Mami
Told me she on fuego
This shit on me didn't
Cost a couple pesos
I don't got time
To give out to these haters
Going overseas flyin' Paris Air
Crib so big It feel like Colliseum
Versatile, they can never
Put a label on me
Livin' that life
And i did it on ma own bitch
Money stacked to the ceiling
Nigga dumb rich
Pull out stack
I got some money to blow
Got ma bros from the side
And ma bitches and hoes
We ain't talked in while
They sent Xs and Os
They were down from the start
And they still got ma back
Down from the start
And they still got ma back
[Pre-Chorus]
Sippin' slow
Fallin' back to my old ways
Always gotta save a stack
For the cold days
They be with you
But disappear
When the rain falls
They gone drop you
The forget about you
And build walls
[Chorus]
Been thru this before
Now i d rather hit the road
When they open up their mouth
We don't hear em anymore
Someone, knock me off this high
So light, I feel i can fly
Bentley coupe in the garage
Marble floors, It's in ma mind