High Way lyrics

[Intro: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
(808JACKBOYZ)
Band Man, n*gga
Scam Man, n*gga

[Chrous: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
Hey, I'm back on that highway (Back on that highway)
Ayy, I'm back on that highway
Ayy, I'm back on that highway
Doin' sh*t my way
Ayy, ayy
Tried that rappin' sh*t
Now I'm back wrappin' sh*t
I'm back on that savage sh*t
Man, that package here
Can't smell fear
n*gga, I'm on my way there
I'm on my way there
You got it, I'm on my way there

[Verse 1: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
Brave heart
These n*ggas afraid of dark
But we way smarter
All you gotta do, n*gga, play your part
Got a deck of bands and I play my cards
Bunch of rat hoes and I pay them broads
Ever seen court a million standin' tall?
Ever seen a n*gga cook up an ounce of raw?
Ayy, you n*ggas wouldn't know my recipe
Just know my OT connect, just blessin' me
Ayy
My mama be tellin' me
Boy, don't let that money get the best of me
I-94 straight to the gold
Ayy, I'll sell them fives straight to the O
Ayy, and I got my change for them tolls
n*gga, stuff two hundred bands in each ho
[Chrous: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
Hey, I'm back on that highway (Back on that highway)
Ayy, I'm back on that highway
Ayy, I'm back on that highway
Doin' sh*t my way
Ayy, ayy
Tried that rappin' sh*t
Now I'm back wrappin' sh*t
I'm back on that savage sh*t
Man, that package here
Can't smell fear
n*gga, I'm on my way there
I'm on my way there
You got it, I'm on my way there

[Verse 2: Money Man]
b*tch, I'm a plug, I could function with bale
I'm in the booth with a digital scale
n*gga, quit lyin', you never seen a brick
I told the judge suck a n*gga chick
Shoutout to Gucci Mane, I'm a walking lick
Presidential Rollie on my wrist
Spent a thousand dollars for the kiss
Spent a hundred thousand on the whip
I got more flavor than a store in Cali
I got more check than your baby daddy
I got more stripes than a pair of Balis
I got a hundred P's in a Denali
I got them bands like I'm BandGang
n*gga be shootin', they was handmade
Ace wanted them since the fifth grade
You ain't got no check, that's a damn shame
I got them choppers like ShredGang
I got more green than dispensaries
Turn a n*gga to a mystery
Play with my money, you history
I run it up on the road
Solid n*gga, I ain't never told
Solid n*gga, I could never fold
b*tch, I'm a plug, I could put you on, woo
I had them nightmares of the feds comin'
Young n*gga, I was goat runnin'
Sold a brick just to shake somethin'
Sold a four just to make somethin'
Pour a four and then float away just to make all my problems go away
Ride around with that throwaway
Wish a n*gga would say somethin'
Caught b sale, watch him squirt somethin'
We just gon' play like that
Lil' n*ggas straight like that
[Outro: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
I-94 straight to the gold
Ayy, I'll sell them fives straight to the O
Ayy, and I got my change for them tolls
n*gga, stuff two hundred bands in each ho