Routine
Ooh It's our routine, got the crew team
Hill top view scene, you see
Ooh buyin' blue jeans, tryin' new things
Let me vent a nightly blue dream
Ooh I don't need a thing
I don't need a thing when you're with me
Ooh I don't feel no pain
I don't feel it so let's keep it routine
We ain't lookin' for a bite at a Fendi trend
And we pushin' all night in a beat up Benz
Gotta warn ya, red light screamin' Hotel California
Windows down and it's pourin'
This our town 'till the mornin'
This our town 'till the grave
Tisk when I misbehave
Lame but you like me that way, goin' ape
Meet me halfway, halfway
We amazin', no fakin', bees to the knees
Got the keys to the Jeep and we racin'
Or we order in, need pennies more
Or we're four A.M. on the tennis court
Board walk to the end on a Venice tour
Cough and we talk and we vent and we mourn
Get you inked on my skin
It's you till Armageddon (en)
Ooh It's our routine, got the crew team
Hill top view scene, you see
Ooh buyin' blue jeans, tryin' new things
Let me vent a nightly blue dream
Ooh I don't need a thing
I don't need a thing when you're with me
Ooh I don't feel no pain
I don't feel it so let's keep it routine
Beautiful like vitiligo, Never gotta lie though
In a perfect world it'd be you go where I go
Always on my mind, wanna save time like Geico
Runnin' outta time before you leave my side though
You be on the east coast, I be on the west
But beside all the grime you're still better than the rest
One from the jump and you been there from the start
Never fail to make me smile like can you find the queen of hearts
Inside joke, inside though
'Member all the time we would inside toke
And we thought we're so cool listenin' to Mojo Dope
Save your photo booth strips and your rolled up notes
Shop and then we drop and ain't got money anymore
And we pop and then we drop and it ain't funny anymore
Say I'm ugly when I'm muddy but I'm happy when I dance
Cuddle with a Buddy and an Abby and a Chance
Hey now get your James Brown when you're face down
Never lame now, wrote you somethin' I'mma lay
Cloudy and I'm pouty but you never really doubt it
But you're rowdy in the party when you say that I'm about it
I'm about it (I'm 'bout it)
Hill top view scene, you see
Ooh buyin' blue jeans, tryin' new things
Let me vent a nightly blue dream
Ooh I don't need a thing
I don't need a thing when you're with me
Ooh I don't feel no pain
I don't feel it so let's keep it routine
We ain't lookin' for a bite at a Fendi trend
And we pushin' all night in a beat up Benz
Gotta warn ya, red light screamin' Hotel California
Windows down and it's pourin'
This our town 'till the mornin'
This our town 'till the grave
Tisk when I misbehave
Lame but you like me that way, goin' ape
Meet me halfway, halfway
We amazin', no fakin', bees to the knees
Got the keys to the Jeep and we racin'
Or we order in, need pennies more
Or we're four A.M. on the tennis court
Board walk to the end on a Venice tour
Cough and we talk and we vent and we mourn
Get you inked on my skin
It's you till Armageddon (en)
Ooh It's our routine, got the crew team
Hill top view scene, you see
Ooh buyin' blue jeans, tryin' new things
Let me vent a nightly blue dream
Ooh I don't need a thing
I don't need a thing when you're with me
Ooh I don't feel no pain
I don't feel it so let's keep it routine
Beautiful like vitiligo, Never gotta lie though
In a perfect world it'd be you go where I go
Always on my mind, wanna save time like Geico
Runnin' outta time before you leave my side though
You be on the east coast, I be on the west
But beside all the grime you're still better than the rest
One from the jump and you been there from the start
Never fail to make me smile like can you find the queen of hearts
Inside joke, inside though
'Member all the time we would inside toke
And we thought we're so cool listenin' to Mojo Dope
Save your photo booth strips and your rolled up notes
Shop and then we drop and ain't got money anymore
And we pop and then we drop and it ain't funny anymore
Say I'm ugly when I'm muddy but I'm happy when I dance
Cuddle with a Buddy and an Abby and a Chance
Hey now get your James Brown when you're face down
Never lame now, wrote you somethin' I'mma lay
Cloudy and I'm pouty but you never really doubt it
But you're rowdy in the party when you say that I'm about it
I'm about it (I'm 'bout it)
Credits
Writer(s): Brooklyn Michelle Golibart
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