Hell on Wheels lyrics

So baby heard that I’m a outlaw
In these positions hit it different like I’m
Southpaw
Put a pillow on her face to turn the sound off
She do blow, I let her blow me,she got lock jaw

All i know is I’m hell on wheels, mamma raised a rolling stone, it’s all whiskey and tattoos
Label me a bad dude
All I know is I’m hell on wheels with the top back mamma raised a rolling stone, yea it’s all whiskey and tattoos, good times and bad news

Yea im f*ckin faded
I act an ass, tip the glass, b*tch I’m f*cking famous
Too many commas in the stash, people get the changing
I ain’t a doctor, I don’t got no patience
All you THOTS are basic
So basically, I’d rather chase a check b*tch
Chunky ass Cuban on my neck b*tch
2 tone on my left wrist
Life threw me a curve ball
Ain’t no one expect this
I Wake up to some breakfast and head b*tch
-my life’s a mother f*ckin movie
Put that sh*t on Netflix
Baby in my DM with the messages
If she can get the, di*k, than she’ll know what a blessin is
No I’m not affectionate
I f*ck, and I’m the best at it
I don’t know when my heart turned turned cold
Used to have a heart of golf
But I know one thing
Mamma raised a rolling stone
All i know is I’m hell on wheels, mamma raised a rolling stone, it’s all whiskey and tattoos
Label me a bad dude
All I know is I’m hell on wheels with the top back mamma raised a rolling stone, yea it’s all whiskey and tattoos, good times and bad news

This sh*t ain’t no accident
All the moves I make gotta be accurate
Woman I ain’t paying for your drink unless I’m smashing it
I left the crib without no pus*y, bet I’m coming back with it
—And treat it like I’m mad at it
With Savagery ,
I don’t like to cuddle baby, you got to get out of here
You f*cking up the atmosphere
-Sometimes I get high, take a drive
Look at the sky
Think of the guys, I hope they hear me talk to em
Wonder why
The good really do die
When they young
The bad cry
Then keep livin our lifeeeoooh
I get higher and higher, higher and higher
Swear I been to hell and back
I walked right through the fire, I’m fine
Put that Roley on my wrist but I ain’t got the time
Feel everybody wanna kill me they can hop in line
Im somewhere in a foreign country, on a different time
They tell me that my skills ill, b*tch I’m feeling fine
All i know is I’m hell on wheels, mamma raised a rolling stone, it’s all whiskey and tattoos
Label me a bad dude
All I know is I’m hell on wheels with the top back mamma raised a rolling stone, yea it’s all whiskey and tattoos, good times and bad news

So baby heard that I’m a outlaw
In these positions hit it different like I’m
Southpaw
Put a pillow on her face to turn the sound off
She do blow, I let her blow me,she got lock jaw
I grab her head and f*ck her face until her mouth raw