Rhythma-Tic and Cain show love for H-Town. Turn it up and mash the gas, homies.
Lyrics
On I-45…
On I-45…hey hey…hey hey…
r.t: On I-45, with some Henny in my cup,
UGK up in the player with some twenties in the trunk!
Turn my celly down ta silent so nobody kill my buzz,
Wit my knees pressed on the wheel so my hands can roll the blunt!
On I-45! MAKE A STOP AT ACRES HOMES JUS TA VISIT HENNASSY!
REST IN PEACE, HOMIE! I MISS YOU! I’LL BE WIT YOU A.S.A.P!
POUR SOME LIQUOR AND I LEAVE! LIGHT A SWISHA THEN I BREATHE!
LOSE MY FOCUS WITH EMOTION, SO I’M SMOKIN ME AT EASE!
On I-45! I don’t know where I’m goin!
On I-45! My piece at my side!
Blaze a blunt in the ride! In my zone and I’m rollin
On I-45…
Hook 4x:
I’M ON THAT I-4-5, THAT’S WHERE I RESIDE!
I-4-5, THE NORTHWEST SIDE!
(Cain’s verse)
Hook 4x
