Berner - Highway lyrics

[Hook:X2 Sample of Jagged Edge - Walked Outta Heaven] I'm rollin' down a, lonely highway Asking god, to please forgive me For messing up the blessing he gave to me, I see Everything clearer now [Verse 1: Berner] Pulled up on her, she extra fly Got a brand new whip, might let her drive I'm on this Y, Cherry Pie Two pink cups, don't blow my high Hit the gas, I want her cash I got coke white bricks, stuffed in the dash I got coke white guts, watch where you ash I got ten hoe b**hes, do the math, huh A few pretty b**hes in my bed when I wake up All got the cake up In my brand new J's, rollin' J's up Got rich, but the money never changed us Too smooth, roll ahead while the ba** knock Hold the KK in til' my face hot Pull up to the stop light I blew thirty-grand quick in the club But it's alright Gutted off from a b**h in the soft white White cup, but I'm stayin' up all night Three girls on my dick, what you ball like? Two pills sleep good on a long flight D-boy, Louis shoes cost eight-hun If she come home with money, then we'll make love Picky nail full of sh**, make your face numb On one, buy the weight from the A1 L.A., I got a number at the body shop I told lil mama lick it like a lolipop Blow money in the club, make the bottle pop All I wanna do is live, let a hater rot All I wanna do is bomb on a punk b**h Twenty-grand in my hands from a young b**h .45 on my lap, one clip Hundred pack in the back, one trip [Hook:X2 Sample of Jagged Edge - Walked Outta Heaven] I'm rollin' down a, lonely highway Asking god, to please forgive me For messing up the blessing he gave to me, I see Everything clearer now [Verse 2: AK of Do or Die] She said she wanna jump into drop head, well drop dead Motha-thug, let them pops hit I'mma get the block bread Now top that, I'm far fetched Now don't be trippin', I'mma pop that, lock that Smokin' up while I'm cruisin' through your block bold A couple of hoes, a couple of shows, still on the block bold Smokin' it all, ready to ball, never a flaw, lil bit of floss Spendin' it all, iPhone sh**, gotta make a call Still cold with it, flow with it She just a bad b**h, let me low hit it She pull up in the Phantom with the nose lifted Pull up, pull up, in the Phantom with the nose lifted Because I'm so gifted, so gifted Got the rims on the Phantom like a small midget A couple of bands in my pants makin' em dance See what I'm sayin'? see what I'm sayin'? Now that we back, double my stacks, fall back I'mma fall back, let me get that Baby girl steady rubbin' on my six-pack She said she counted all the money, about six-racks Now come and roll with a player, let me hit that I think I'm ready to get my pimp on I'm in the pimp zone Ay, you go, grab my Cookie hoodie sweater Bring the loud back So, roll up the lye, let's roll, let's roll Then I open up the suicide doors Oh, oh, oh, then I hop out, all the b**hes froze Oh, oh, oh, and the ten toes down on these hoes So, let's roll [Hook:X2 Sample of Jagged Edge - Walked Outta Heaven] I'm rollin' down a, lonely highway Asking god, to please forgive me For messing up the blessing he gave to me, I see Everything clearer now [Verse 3: Belo Of Do Or Die] When I'm rollin' down this lonely highway As I'm lookin' at the moon and the stars I be whippin' in my motherf**in' Bentley That's my motherf**in' brand new car All the sh** I did done in my life I kinda regret it, but I was born with no love I keep it pimpin', everybody in to win it No, I gotta get money cause I'm a motherf**in' thug Now, meet me at the alter We ain't gettin' married, but we can be friends Plus, I gotta check your file Cause we could be family, meaning we can be kin Then, we was headed to the condo Went to the bedroom, started nailin' her From the front, to the back, flip it back To the back, to the front, and she was yellin' uhh It feels so good, it feels so good It feels so good, it feels so good My cool is it b**h, your number one OP, you know me D-low, once I got you at the factory Obviously, we could be, makin' bread, freak-show Better think that automatically Cause I'm a pimp, I gotta be And she think that automatically She just really have to be f**in' with a n***a top notch, like me She don't even really, really have to be Uhm uhm uhm This one Shh [Hook:X2 Sample of Jagged Edge - Walked Outta Heaven] I'm rollin' down a, lonely highway Asking god, to please forgive me For messing up the blessing he gave to me, I see Everything clearer now