Route Lyrics

I had to take a different route

The city know what I'm about

This hoe keep talking about her drip

Know ima see what that's about

AMG Might catch me drifting got yo lil hoe on my side

When they caught yo big homie

And you talking boy go slide

And yo lil hoe she know I'm him

We catching hats ain't talking brim

Perc in my wocky it's gon swim

My wrist two colors M&M

Made twenty racks just off a SIM

We up the score ain't touch the rim

I had to take a different route

The city know what I'm about

I ran up them bands when i cut off them loose ends

I got Gucci on my shirt and my shoes be Vetements

When I pull up it go Skrtt

Yeah hopping out the Benz

And you don't want my dogs to spin

They gon shoot until it end

And you know me HBK in double-C ah

And I got bucket seats

Pulling up in that red key ah

And I got Prada jeans spent a rack just to go sit down

And you can't cop the feat

Turnt up know I'm the man now

And how you call him gang you don't trust his ass to shoot

And how you call him gang you don't trust his ass to shoot

HBK we popping tags getting racks fucking your boo

HBK we popping tags getting racks fucking your boo

I had to take a different route

The city know what I'm about

This hoe keep talking about her drip

Know ima see what that's about

AMG Might catch me drifting got yo lil hoe on my side

When they caught yo big homie

And you talking boy go slide

And yo lil hoe she know I'm him

We catching hats ain't talking brim

Perc in my wocky it's gon swim

My wrist two colors M&M

Made twenty racks just off a SIM

We up the score ain't touch the rim

I had to take a different route

The city know what I'm about

Ok ok ok

And you know me HBK in double-C ah

And you know me HBK in double-C ah

And I got bucket seats pulling up in that red key ah

And you know me HBK in double-C ah