Jalon Brown - THE HIGHWAY Lyrics

All these bitches acting funny
With that gin all in they stomach
Making music for the money makes a motherfucker scummy
Making beats is shit for dummies
Got no baddies, got no gummies
Got my pot, ain't got no honey
Catch my drift? you think it's funny
I got diamonds on my tooth
I got iron jewelry too
Got that low low low IQ
There ain't nobody you can fool
You got hoes, you got tools
You got shawties, 'kay, that's cool
I got talent, you got shoes
Call it even, not a clue
If I'm driving, if I'm drifting
I ain't godly, I ain't Christian
Why you all up in my business
I got other shit to finish
Why you running, hoe
What, you never saw me coming, no
What you ever you start your stuntin' for
What you ever look so stunning for?
So you bypass on the bike path when you ride past
Life hack, do you like dabs? is you high Jack
White pact on a light path do you like Dad?
Tight whack on your white ass
If you fight that
Like that
Gonna fight back, on the right track
Right math, could ya write back
It's a light tap
Fight that, gotta bite that, gotta bite back
White dad giving white class to your high ass
Sigh "same" on the highway
When your eyes lay
On your eye way, do it my way
"I'm gay," "no I'm straight," now I'm sideways
Last generation breathing down my neck, bye babe

All these bitches acting funny
With that gin all in they stomach
Making music for the money makes a motherfucker scummy
Making beats is shit for dummies
Got no baddies, got no gummies
Got my pot, ain't got no honey
Catch my drift? you think it's funny
I got diamonds on my tooth
I got iron jewelry too
Got that low low low IQ
There ain't nobody you can fool
You got hoes, you got tools
You got shawties, 'kay, that's cool
I got talent, you got shoes
Call it even, not a clue
If I'm driving, if I'm drifting
I ain't godly, I ain't Christian
Why you all up in my business
I got other shit to finish
Why you running, hoe
What, you never saw me coming, no
What you ever you start your stuntin' for
What you ever look so stunning for?
So you bypass on the bike path when you ride past
Life hack, do you like dabs? is you high Jack
White pact on a light path do you like Dad?
Tight whack on your white ass
If you fight that
Like that
Gonna fight back, on the right track
Right math, could ya write back
It's a light tap
Fight that, gotta bite that, gotta bite back
White dad giving white class to your high ass
Sigh "same" on the highway
When your eyes lay
On your eye way, do it my way
"I'm gay," "no I'm straight," now I'm sideways
Last generation breathing down my neck, bye babe