[Intro: Jace!, Lil Yatchy]
Rrr, rrr-rrr-rrr (Us)
Bitch (Ayy)
Ayy (Bitch)
Range truck, you know (Uh)
I can show you how it go
Uh

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
N***a, I ran the road
Crackin' beans in motels
Stackin' up funds
[Sound like an Asian?]
I ain't got patience
Ain't tryna get caught with the law
Ask 'em, I put on the bros
Pieces, striking for gold
[Peaches?], my lil' ho
I was seventeen hitting the road

[Verse 1: Jace!, Lil Yatchy & Jace!, Lil Yatchy]
Wait, wait, wait
Wait, ayy
N***a, I ran the road (Road)
Phew, ayy, tssh (Road)
Ayy, pssh (Road)
It's us
N***a, I ran the road (Road)
So many bowls (Bowls)
How many bitches can fit in the back of a Rolls? (Rolls)
I'm fucking the shit out that bitch, 'cause she already chose (Chose)
I'm getting that money, these n***as keep getting mad
'Cause they ass went broke
I'm finna put this ho up in Vogue (Vogue)
N***as fell off, 'cause they got too old (Old)
"Killing this shit" is what I was told (Told)
Two different names, got that shit from Vert (Vert)
She didn't know when to be my ho (Ho)
It's been too long, but I'm on (On)
She wanna leave me, say I'm wrong (Wrong)
She wanna leave me, but she want me
I don't know why I had to be cold
Wait (Had to be cold)
Wait, road runner, bitch, I'm running on the road (Road)
Came in this motherfucker, got his soul (Soul)
She wanna fuck when she see me with Boat (Boat)
T-O-P-K-I-D running for president, you got to vote (Uh)
She wanna lay by me
I keep the 'K by me and Boat
[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
N***a, I ran the road
Crackin' beans in motels
Stackin' up funds
[Sound like an Asian?]
I ain't got patience
Ain't tryna get caught with the law
Ask 'em, I put on the bros
Pieces, striking for gold
[Peaches?], my lil' ho
I was seventeen hitting the road

[Verse 2: Jace!]
With a bad lil' bitch in Vogue (Vogue)
My money on me, it's on (On)
You know how I got that shit sold (Sold)

[Outro: Lil' Yatchy, Jace!]
N***a, I ran the road
Road (Road; pssh)
Road (Road)
Road (Road)
Road (Road)
Road (Road)
Road (Road)
Road (Road)
Road (Road, road, road, road, road)