Blame it on the bag You can blame it on the bag If you wonderin’ why I changed up Tell ‘em the money is why I changed up I’m gettin' high smokin’ with angels You know I can hate that’s what a lame does Bring it back stackin’ this money But I still can’t

This girl is on fire She's walking on fire She's just a girl, and she's on fire Hotter than a fantasy, longer like a highway She's living in a world, and it's on fire Feeling the catastrophe, but she knows she can fly away Oh, she got both feet on the

In the trap like a caveman (Trap) I'm playin' with the M's I don't play with bands (M&M) Virgil with the Louis and it's out of France (Virgil) Richard Mille bitin' and it like to dance (Bite) Lamaborgini truck in the good stance (Skrrt) Oh, we got smoke?

Upside down beside the ocean Would last longer than that week did Blown away and barely breathin' And we spent that week wide open I didn't know where it was goin' Just tryin' to keep my heart on the tracks I should've known that kind of feelin' Sunday

And we roll I take off time to time With those crazy friends of mine Head out on steel horses With wheels and we ride We burn up that road to old Mexico Blend in with the desert Just we amigos Cowboys like us sure do have fun

When we're tangled up and can't resist When we feel that rush, that's where it is In a midnight talk, in a morning kiss When I'm in your arms, that's where it is That's where it is In the circles I've been running I've covered many miles And I could

What do you mean When you nod your head yes But you wanna say no But you tell me to go Said we’re running out of time Better make up your mind What do you mean, hey When you don’t want me to move Oh, what do you mean

Molly, Percocets Fuck it, mask off Chase a check Never chase a bitch Rep the set Gotta rep the set Call it how it is

I play the road, And every city's like the same three chords Been helping us along when the story's told Shaking off the miles and trying to make it home And the highway is our song, And the crowd is done and gone And the crowd has come and gone Every

Playing the role of mom and dad Working so hard just to get paid As a single parent life ain't easy Consider, how she make it to the end of the day I wonder, how she make it to the end of the day I never know no father yet you provide my dinner And I