Onda roads
• Written by H1
10 toes onda road wit ma bro
Dont care abt a hoe tryna get dis doe
If u dot need me let me know
Cah i aint got no times for games
Fuck getting laid push dat away
Man i need some space to clear my day
Ma bros not a trapper stays wida hamma
If u cm to close youll get hammered
Chopping up green like salad
U man are moving mad
If i come wida wap u aint gna slap
Just bring it back nd attack
Tear up da rap back to da trap
Just know i dnt cap in my rap
Hop onda 125 fill u with bine
Just know ur gonna die get sent for a fly
All of ur freindz are high like a kite
Fuck da opps got put in my backwood
Dem man hide dey aint cm 2 my hood
When he cheffed rolled dis bud
He shoulda ran he wishes he could
Deres nuttin dat he coulda dun
fuck w us dats u inda mud
Stepping wetting drenching
Cm round dere wida fuckin wepun
End him bench him drench him
We dont do no fucking drenching
Tryna get dese racks so i slapped my mash
Dem man cap on da net but dey on shit onda flesh
My lil bro tinks da best put da lie to test
Cm outside dats where youll rest
Fuck ur man got put to rest wot a fucking mess
Nd left onda bench he werent hench
Best of slops from dis thot i gotta fucking lot
I just chop were gonna run out of stock
4 door pull up ur gna get popped
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H1
Member since April 27 2024