NO ROUTE

These niggas take the slow route
I'm taking no route
I need it fast like when lil shawty come through
She get to taking clothes off
Call me the fireman I bring the hoes out
Aye I'm jugging... jugging... jugging jugging
Flight to Sacramento
When I land I need me a rental
Tinted up the window
I be fresher than a mento
Think I'm from da N.O
But that's a NO
Aye but shoutout to NewOrleans cuz dem is my kinfolk

Holdup Touch Down
Touch down
Pick 6
Pick 6
Every nigga around me sell dope or hit licks
Every nigga around me got a business 6 figures
I knew I was that nigga since I was a lil jit but holdup

Point me out a hater in the club I bet I fuck him up
Point me out the baddest in the club I bet I'm fuckin her
She fell in love with all these diamonds roun my neck huh
She fell in love with all this money I be getting huh
Point me out a hater in the club I bet I fuck him up
Point me out the baddest in the club I bet I'm fuckin her
She fell in love with all these diamonds roun my neck huh
She fell in love with all this money I be getting huh

These niggas take the slow route
I'm at the door now
I was that Lil nigga throwing 4s
But they call me big 4 now
Yea niggas sleeping on me but I'm at they throat now
Yea I'm juggin juggin juggin juggin

Pussy nigga talkin on the net
But scared to knuckle up
How the fuck you cuffing on
That hoe She fuckin both of us
I just flew to Cali for the pack
I'm tryna double up
Put the xanny in a Minute Maid
And watch it bubble up
She fell in love exotic
Drugs gotta cutting Up
300 Shots up in the club I thought it wouldn't enough
Bitch what you talking
Bout calm down
Ain't no mudda fuckin'
Calm down hoe
I'm the mudda fuckin' steppa
Round this bitch
You ain't no mudda fuckin steppa nigga
Fuck you talking bout
And we want all that shit
You got to nigga
Fuck
Get whoever
I am the mudda fuckin'
Army nigga
Fuck you talking bout I'll
Air this hoe out right Na
Bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Dakelvin Jenkins
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