(this is rush hour radio)

(runnit)

(this is the road to rush hour)

(this is rush hour radio)

[Verse: Hboydaman]

Ridin' too fast, you would think I'm in Forza

Flight touch down, just landed in Georgia

She hit my phone, couldn't help but ignore her

Don't hit my phone if the shit ain't important

She hit from the side, she gon' do the backflip

Face the whole wood I don’t need to hit the spliff

Bitch I'm on the beat, how the fuck I don’t miss?

Been goin crazy, lemme get it like this

They hit me on the phone, what that boy got goin?

Sumn sumn sumn, man I ain't even knowin'

I don't even want folks to know that I'm a rapper

I'mma fuck this beat in the back, Alabama

This is real life, not the cartoon channel

Fly from LA touch down in Atlanta

She ain't еven nervous, she gon' do it on camеra

Workin' with the A, gotta watch for the scammers

Man she tryna sex me, she ain't tryna sex you

Kick the field goal, Leo Messi bless you

They tryna arrest me or they tryna arrest you?

Almost caught up in the car, with the shrooms

When I was in the south I was eating at Church's

On the gram, man I look better in person

One stop, man I really got em' damn nervous

I was in the trap with the rod I was lurking

This a fighting match, no this ain't no Just Dance!

One step, two step, leave em' in a trance!

Black Opps 6, new gun with the stamp

F your mans baby, lemme pull yo hair back

You think you a big dawg? you a Bearstein Bear

Michael Jordan baby, when I jump I got air!

Her hips don’t lie but I just don’t care

Basketball game, game point, shoot there

Hit it out the blunt it's in Airplane Mode

Don’t hit my phone, I'm in DND mode

When its time to serve, get em back to that mode

You can’t keep up cuz' you gettin too old!

(go hboy! every rush, every hour!)