Pour up a four
Call my migo
Roll up the doja cat know how that go
Round up that dope
Count up that dough
Pound after pound
Yeah I'm back on the road
East side the ends
She slide the benz
We slide on ten and she bringing both friends
Dip to the stu
Wintersown crew
Shit oeu
Leave it all in the booth
I might take a bad bitch to the beach
Shawty tripping She ain't f*cking up my sheets
Coca butter got me under her febreze
Undercover got me ducking from the heat
Holy shit
Richard looking like lick
Yea you wish
I might check for your bitch
Shawty buss it down like the Millie on my wrist
Niggas want the crown I dont really give a shit
Put it on freeze
I got way too much on my mind
And places to be
Bitch nigga Please
I'm just focused on this cheese
And you be worried bout me
Y'all make sick
I might just flip
Get hit with the stick
Now he was like a crip
Born in the ice
Frozen the knight
I throw the spike it might cost him his life
Pour up a four
Call my migo
Roll up the doja cat know how that go
Round up that dope
Count up that dough
Pound after pound
Yeah I'm back on the road
East side the ends
She slide the benz
We slide on ten and she bringing both friends
Dip to the stu
Wintersown crew
Shit oeu
Leave it all in the booth
Saint Dior - Back on Road Lyrics
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Pour up a four
Call my migo
Roll up the doja cat know how that go
Round up that dope
Count up that dough
Pound after pound
Yeah I'm back on the road
East side the ends
She slide the benz
We slide on ten and she bringing both friends
Dip to the stu
Wintersown crew
Shit oeu
Leave it all in the booth
I might take a bad bitch to the beach
Shawty tripping She ain't f*cking up my sheets
Coca butter got me under her febreze
Undercover got me ducking from the heat
Holy shit
Richard looking like lick
Yea you wish
I might check for your bitch
Shawty buss it down like the Millie on my wrist
Niggas want the crown I dont really give a shit
Put it on freeze
I got way too much on my mind
And places to be
Bitch nigga Please
I'm just focused on this cheese
And you be worried bout me
Y'all make sick
I might just flip
Get hit with the stick
Now he was like a crip
Born in the ice
Frozen the knight
I throw the spike it might cost him his life
Pour up a four
Call my migo
Roll up the doja cat know how that go
Round up that dope
Count up that dough
Pound after pound
Yeah I'm back on the road
East side the ends
She slide the benz
We slide on ten and she bringing both friends
Dip to the stu
Wintersown crew
Shit oeu
Leave it all in the booth
Call my migo
Roll up the doja cat know how that go
Round up that dope
Count up that dough
Pound after pound
Yeah I'm back on the road
East side the ends
She slide the benz
We slide on ten and she bringing both friends
Dip to the stu
Wintersown crew
Shit oeu
Leave it all in the booth
I might take a bad bitch to the beach
Shawty tripping She ain't f*cking up my sheets
Coca butter got me under her febreze
Undercover got me ducking from the heat
Holy shit
Richard looking like lick
Yea you wish
I might check for your bitch
Shawty buss it down like the Millie on my wrist
Niggas want the crown I dont really give a shit
Put it on freeze
I got way too much on my mind
And places to be
Bitch nigga Please
I'm just focused on this cheese
And you be worried bout me
Y'all make sick
I might just flip
Get hit with the stick
Now he was like a crip
Born in the ice
Frozen the knight
I throw the spike it might cost him his life
Pour up a four
Call my migo
Roll up the doja cat know how that go
Round up that dope
Count up that dough
Pound after pound
Yeah I'm back on the road
East side the ends
She slide the benz
We slide on ten and she bringing both friends
Dip to the stu
Wintersown crew
Shit oeu
Leave it all in the booth
Writer: Lateco Strapp
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