roadrunner tb & roadrunner savy - 9 hours lyrics
[intro]
(nito beats)
(nito)
[chorus]
heart beating fast, nine hours on that road
twenty plus years if they catch me with this load
come to your city, sell dope and do a show
did a hundred in a year, i ain’t even tryna rap no more
told my po, “i’m a rapper, i ain’t gotta trap no more”
put a dub on his head, see who slide no more
i’m with cint’ legends, baby, i’m from that five for sure
thirteen selling reg’, then turned out the goat
[verse 1]
roadrunner, baby, we got dog on that road
chemist in that kitchen, i’m a god on that stove
i ain’t even tryna kick it, sell that dog then i’m gone
i ain’t even gotta rap, i got a million dollar phonе
phone doing ten in a week, i’m back on my feet
had to slow down on that lean, i go straight to sleep
twеnty js all on one street, i won’t miss a beat
i’ma still sell it if it’s weak, b+tch, i play for keeps
no, i don’t want the dope if it’s basic
no, i don’t want the ho if she basic
y’all my sons, took my style, then they traced it
i was broke, ran it up, now they hate it
[chorus]
heart beating fast, nine hours on that road
twenty plus years if they catch me with this load
come to your city, sell dope and do a show
did a hundred in a year, i ain’t even tryna rap no more
told my po, “i’m a rapper, i ain’t gotta trap no more”
put a dub on his head, see who slide no more
i’m with cint’ legends, baby, i’m from that five for sure
thirteen selling reg’, then turned out the goat
[verse 2]
made a dub in this vlone
breaking down this brick, you would think it’s flintstone
how you only up five racks working three phones?
only thank god, my mama, and this fentanyl
one+eighty on the scat pack, you ain’t gon’ catch me
if twelve hit the lights, b+tch, it’s a high speed
quick to do a trip without no motherf+cking id
i can have ten l!cks parked on this alley
fifty bullets in this drum, dare a p+ssy try me
you would think i’m serving chicken, you can get a nine+piece
i was out here selling dope, they was tryna sign me
and when his whole family gone, we gon’ shoot up the crime scene
[chorus]
heart beating fast, nine hours on that road
twenty plus years if they catch me with this load
come to your city, sell dope and do a show
did a hundred in a year, i ain’t even tryna rap no more
told my po, “i’m a rapper, i ain’t gotta trap no more”
put a dub on his head, see who slide no more
i’m with cint’ legends, baby, i’m from that five for sure
thirteen selling reg’, then turned out the goat
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