Ima keep it goin, goin
cpply the pressure, pressure
Keep it flowin, flowin
I won't let up, let up
I'm On the road, (road)
Bae I gotta go, (go)
They aint got no question homie
They already know, (know) (know) (know)


Catchin a lot more flights than feelings nowadays
Wakin up in the morning, fuck it I need a raise
overworked and underpaid, I been on the road for days
C.J. why you never call me? Bitch get the fuck out my face
This is me time! Tryna live grand like the Teton
Rap is my turf like the shit that you run your cleats on
Each song, Im snappin like that old school jazz
Left foot is on the necks and the other is up they (oooohhhh)
Know I'm from ctlanta, La nice to meet ya
cll my songs bang like they came with a feature
I'm a lot like your man, just a little more important
cnd this beat make you sway like it came in the mornin
Rain like it's stormin, baby you should fuck with me
Eat that pussy up like it came with some cuttlery
Haha, but baby let me go and chill
C.J. Scorp Dezel, dog we gotta keep it real


Real nigga, you know what I'm bout baby
Bag her homie, I don't ever run my mouth baby (ayeeee)
I'm from the town where the bricks fly south baby
Uh, you probably know me from “Playa Lady”
I'm just a playa lady,
Tryna get my love on onnnn
Baby girl you come through
If the push light on, on
Real nigga nah I aint with the weird shit
I roll a backwood and pop a beer quick
Give me somethin I aint had, so I don't forget
When you on tour, you know how these hoes get
Drinkin like a fish, downed a whole 5th
Stumblin, with a chandelier on my wrist
Drinkin like a fish, downed a whole 5th
Stumblin, with a chandelier on my wrist