En Route Lyrics

I can never let a man get under my skin

You know we got bands and me bringing it in

Bad B just let out the ocean, I go for a swim but I ain't got fins

Silly man just using my name for views

I don't give a fuck niggas know my ting

party henny loud and tings

Had enough niggas roll and spin

She wrote me a para , that's taller than KR

She call me a player, it is what it is

2am she belling my phone

tryna roll to the crib, make her bubble and fizz

Why do they think we fucked

Maybe cause we did

Don't lie to your baby dad

he Be sat in jail holding her up

While you're out here brucking and throwing it up

Don't cap on the net stop bragging

Slang it, man step through

Man's got a pack that's bigger than you

Reagz can't rest if a man stays hungry

Even the cats them get their food

I don't play when I aint in the mood

I might do something that's worse than rude

2 on 2 man swing it to Bruce

In the party sipping on juice

Why would I care about the shit that they do

Talk, talk, they talk bare shit but ain't got no proof

She thinks that I'm out here cheating

But I'm inside spitting bars in the booth

She call me a cheater, fair enough

Dtb man I ain't no rookie

I don't know how they stepped up us

They don't know that we stepped in fully

They say that you are what you eat

That's why them mandem move like pussies

I don't trust nothing that I see

That's why I don't accept them cookies

Double hit roads tryna get this pay

Don't call me, I ain't play no games

Got a bad one, tryna do me

And you know that she makes my day

Four in the spin when we step in the party

And you know that we run this place

Guys wanna talk on my name they don't brush their teeth

Put some respect on my name

my old ting keep my name in her mouth

It must be DNA from this wood

Close your mouth cause you know that you should

Backshot special she teck that good

She craving a dawg from the hood

I cover my face when I'm with you

Cause I got siders I know from the hood

So don't get mad when I raise this hood

I got friends of a ting tryna move me

Word been around I did that good

And you know that I did that good

Why the fuck is she playing

How can she fuck and not stay for the night

Niggas keep talk on my name

I beg you don't waste my time

Made her fizz seven up

Me and her mix that lemon and lime

3am got a call for the mun

And the call for the bum best know what's right

Yeah you know I ain't choosing batty over money haha