All The Way Home

Album cover art for "All The Way Home" by Trippie Redd & Bobby Biz & Major Zoe

Trippie Redd & Bobby Biz & Major Zoe - Rap, USA

All The Way Home

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[Intro: Trippie Redd] Yeah Big 14, nigga Haha, that way Yeah, yeah (AKATrae) All the, all the way, all the, all the way, way home All the way, way home All the way, haha Yeah, ayy [Chorus: Trippie Redd & Major Zoe] I been on the road, baby all the way home Glistenin' in gold, baby, all the way home Got a couple records sold, baby, on the way home Ayy, made it on my own, baby, all the way home Yeah yeah, all the way, all the way, all the way yeah All the way, all the way, all the way yeah All the way, all the way, yeah, home (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Verse 1: Major Zoe] I just fucked your bitch and took her all the way home I just got the cash and took it all the way home I just hit the stash and took it all the way home I just hit the trap and took it all the way home We don't fuck with rats We keep all them straps, all them straps Diamonds on my neck, now I'm fresh I just fucked your bitch, now she your ex Every single month we change the lingo I gotta stack them chips, I'm talkin' pringles I'm sorry ladies, I ain't even single My bitch get hella pissy when I'm in gold, yeah [Chorus: Trippie Redd & Bobby Biz] I been on the road, baby all the way home Glistenin' in gold, baby, all the way home Got a couple records sold, baby, on the way home Ayy, made it on my own, baby, all the way home Yeah yeah, all the way, all the way, all the way yeah All the way, all the way, all the way yeah (Hey) All the way, all the way, yeah, home (Two sides, two sides) [Verse 2: Bobby Biz] Bitch just left the bank and brought it all the way home (I did) Came from the mud, I did this shit on my own (I did) Late nights in the stu', I put my heart in these songs (Hey) I can't lie, I'm lit up in this bitch, I'm all in my zone Feet up, sittin' back, while I change up my scenery I don't really trust these niggas, they not who they pretend to be But I love all my brothers that could tote like they Pistol Pete Yeah you better watch how you talk, or you get left a mystery, yeah yeah I can't lie, I can tell that you feelin' me (Yeah, yeah) When you stepped in, had to say some', was killin' me (Yeah, yeah) I'm a G, I can't let you belittle me (No) I'm that nigga, tell me what else it really be On the way home, yeah we on the way home I just gotta get that check on the way home Shawty she gon' give me neck on the way home Yeah, bad Bobby get her wet on the way home [Chorus: Trippie Redd] I been on the road, baby all the way home Glistenin' in gold, baby, all the way home Got a couple records sold, baby, on the way home Ayy, made it on my own, baby, all the way home Yeah yeah, all the way, all the way, all the way yeah All the way, all the way, all the way yeah All the way, all the way, yeah, home AKATrae

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Credits

Writers
  • AKATrae
  • Trippie Redd
  • Major Zoe
  • Bobby Biz