On The Way - The Only Way Lyrics

I want the smoke, I want the loud
Pass me the spliff, hop on the cloud
Focused on bitches that in my vicinity, ain't f*ckin' with you, 'aint a friend of me
I'm drinkin' Bacardi, not Hennessy
Send shots to your bitch and your family
I want the smoke, I want the loud
Pass me the spliff, hop on the cloud
Sendin' these shots, where did you crown?
You ain't got hits, don't got a crowd
You ain't got hits, don't got a crowd
You ain't got hits, don't got a crowd
You ain't got hits, don't got a crowd
I'm in outer space, tellin' bro that shit we ain't laced
Talkin' bout the shrooms, four months, half a pound
Only real ones here today, yeah, rum & punch, Cuba Escapade
That's that Cuba escapade
I could tell my truth or I could tell my lies
You still remember my name, my name, R-O-T-M-G
I multiply the fame, over 2K,
Hoodoo priest, I do this shit, we dance
Forest maze, I got UTs, I got STs, I got vodka lemonade
Almost pounds, make it happen, Prada babe,
Compared to me, you don't got nothin
I'm on the way
Yeah, I'm on the way, yeah
Yeah, I'm on the way, yeah,
Yeah, I'm on the way
Drippy track, hittin' it back, aye Fenty' trap, toxic waste, aye
We got lemon, pass it, yay, aye, that bitch tried, she gettin' laid
Don't got space, we gettin' chase, got that liquor like my dope
Givin' head, nah, in my bed, nah,
See that thing move up and down
Pow, pow, gauge left Kanye East, no Kanye West
Hit my chest, send me to the moon, heavy rock in the noon
I leave with the money, triple crown, aye, no ratty, no cat house
Searchin' for the cash, cow, black out, drunk on Clark Street
Yeah, on the way
On the way
On the way
I'm so high, I love my joint
I'm so high, I love my joint
Fill the beat with hollow tips
It's a hollow f*ckin' point, make it rain, turn the eggs
Scramble, yeah, nah, I took your bitch for ransom
I ain't even actin', I'm dancin' I think I'm so sick, need some motherf*ckin
Medicine I see the metaphin, yeah
I see the metaphin, yeah take it with the perks
And the motherf*ckin' gin, yeah I see the metaphin, yeah
I see the metaphin, take it with the f*ckin' perks
And the motherf*ckin' gin
Terrible
I ain't even realize I'm spacin' out
Grind the path and then I count
Shit went south, I say f*ck shit, that's what I'm 'bout
My life be, golden, I would not dare to pout
My man Tom cookin' up, cooking up,
Man, I like this bass, bass
Cookie, outer space
Outer space
I lay that shit down, I deserve a crown, deserve a crown,
Eating shit from Chinatown I be f*ckin' with the sound
With the sound,
Money go up, why it go down, why it go down,
Treat you real good, let's go to town
Go to town
Listen now, I don't frown,
I don't frown,
Stalkin', but you don't know what you found
What you found
Yeah, keep on enticing me,
Keep on enticing me,
Feelin' my energy,
Feeling my energy,
Keep lookin' up to me,
Keep lookin' up to me
Stop askin', I'll give you the luxury,
Give you the luxury
Give you the luxury
Give you the luxury