Lyrics Backwood Road Trips - FSG Rell

King
FSG
Ride on this wave

Catch it now better hop on this wave
I got Margiela and mixed it with Bape
500 if you want see my face
If you ain't paying the fuck out my face
Wait till we get a Bentley Truck
Custom made so we can semi tuck
Show it to me gotta gimme them
I'm a grind for the lil ones
It's in the summer I think it's like August
If you ain't helping, you look like a target
FSG look at all that we started
30 deep so you know ns drawling
If you ain't sitting with us you retarded
I remember they would laugh and they bar me
Dressed in Italian and chilling with barbies
Check my receipt you can see what it cost me
I was down, trine pass the rock
Hit Ki all he do is rock
Late nights talking to my pop
How I'm hungry and I want a lot
I'm a get everything you always wanted
Shout out the plug and the shit that he fronted
Without you I prolly wouldn't have nothing
But I do so I got piles of this money
One day I see a text from my ex
You ain't shit so I ain't open no text
Not gone respond if it ain't about sex
You broke my heart so you don't get a text
Not in my bag, that's just real talk
When it's dark, you let them things off
Pass the dutch it's the team ball
Money long like the Great Wall

Ride on this wave
Ride on this wave
Ride it, I'm wavy
I'm rolling I'm faded
These backwoods amaze me
These backwoods amaze me
Ride on this wave
Ride on this wave
Ride on this wave
Ride on this wave

Ride this shit with a surfboard
Quarter mil on this college shit but I'm worth more
But I'm worth more, on her knees no church form
And if they call for one to make it out
I swear to God we got first on em
Backwoods got me faded
Money long conversations
Big racks where my name is
Old hoes can't save em
These backwoods got me in Tennessee
To top it off I drink Hennessy
Long clips for my enemies
Pray my enemies memories
Got my seatbelt on for this ride
On some real shit it might be a long time
Ride this wave smoke this get high
Backwoods drawn got me higher then the sky
I been everywhere with this bud
See lil Jay and I think about Bud
Bussing these traps all down in my ones
Girl turn around let me look at that butt
Gotta spark I just need me a wood
Take one puff swear everything good
Turn ya back on me that's a void
You'll get shot like boys in the hood
Fuck it, I'm a go play the club
And have conversations with the plug
All wins here we only like dubs
If you talk crazy got my slugs na

Ride on this wave
Ride on this wave
Ride it, I'm wavy
I'm rolling I'm faded
These backwoods amaze me
These backwoods amaze me
Ride on this wave
Ride on this wave
Ride on this wave
Ride on this wave