On The Go

Lyrics

'Til the cops come knockin' I'm a keep rolling up 'cause I'm never running out Burning like an ounce a day Sticking to the paper route 'Til the cops come knockin' I'm a keep rolling up 'cause I'm never running out Stay smoking on the best, that's how we do it down South 'Til the cops come knockin' [?] blowing big straight kicking it I feel like too short 'cause a playa straight getting it I'm never not hot let me peck me y'all I smoke this shit won't reach your lungs if your pockets be young bro King size papers every joint be looking like fingers Say hide up in the cut, dropping bangers First the light one up and the last to put it out If I can't smoke in the spot, best believe I'm walking out Rather be at the crib Got some hoes up in my house Laid back, chilling Posted both of them naked on the couch up Till like 6 AM Best believe I'm still smoking, always on my grind Only speak when I'm spoken to They hate cause' they can't do it how I do They ain't smoking how I smoke I'd be known to keep it true Hustle till I come up big say "dancers Time to blow" Ten toes to the fucking ground blowing pounds, I'm on the go 'Til the cops come knockin' I'm a keep rolling up 'cause I'm never running out Burning like an ounce a day Sticking to the paper route 'Til the cops come knockin' I'm a keep rolling up 'cause I'm never running out Stay smoking on the best that's how we do it down South