Cliff'o el Jefe - Road Trip (feat. O.C.I.C. Dinero)

This one for my transporters and my smugglers... getting that shits across
All my 290 niggas riding out that way
All my 45 niggas riding out that way
I see you niggas

Got the bales dog proof
I'm on a road trip
Big grip in the whip boy I can't slip
I done risked it all on them road trips
I'm gone pack a bag road trip
Wire me my money pack the car I'm comin
Staying in my lane butterflies in my stomach
I done risked it all on them road trips
I'm gone pack a bag road trip

Know a nigga in the Midwest
Sitting on a bird nest
Got to talking prices
Said something sparked his interest
You got em I know the guy
You move em I know a guy
You deal thru me you get popped you don't know the guy
I can get em to ya
Have our pockets fulla
Send me the address and I'mma pull up
I can talk logistics but my nigga active
Smuggling them thangs maneuvering thru traffic
Withheld some names to protect the guilty
Realize that this cream shit is me
I'm important risk it all transporting
Getting income from exporting
Counting up the dead's trying duck the feds
Fresh up out the pot look like I'm cooking eggs
I roll solo dolo state 2 state
I relate this for them niggas running the interstate

Got the bales dog proof
I'm on a road trip
Big grip in the whip boy I can't slip
I done risked it all on them road trips
I'm gone pack a bag road trip
Wire me my money pack the car I'm comin
Staying in my lane butterflies in my stomach
I done risked it all on them road trips
I'm gone pack a bag road trip

Written by:
CLIFFORD SEAMSTER

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