Qpiid - Road Hoes Lyrics

Tryna get inside your mind
Entry fee
Pay the price
Check the time
It's not too late
Feeling safe
Cos you home
Not too late
If you call my phone I'm on the road
Let your hair down
Sunrise till the sun down
When you talk you show out
Slow down
Let me tell you the truth
The way your lips move
Got me singin' and I'm
Not in the booth
SBWLing' your juice
Not needing the lube
You'll be late for class
With the way move your ass move
Say ditching school
So you wildin' out
I'm acting the fool
And I brought the tools
Lock the door your room
Clean it up no broom
Eat it up no spoon
Put on a sexy tune
Beat it up
Beat it up
Beat it up
Till the month of June
Fuck it up
Fuck it up
Fuck it up

Tryna get you road
But you don't pick up your phone
With people but feel alone
But with you I'm in the zone
Called up my road hoe
And told her I'm comin' through at 8pm
I smoke 2 she smokes 2
It's for the moon
And we on the roof
Phones on flights
Minds outta sight

Look Nina
I just want to come up and talk
Is that alight
Come on