Routine
[Intro]
(Gren8)
[Chorus: Lil Raven]
What? I thought I was broke, almost forgot I got hunnids
She can suck that dick if she want, and I'ma fuck her if I want it
Might fix her, way too valid, so you can't take nothin' from me
Callin' myself Jesse Owens, caught him by himself he runnin'
Can't be by myself I'm stuntin'
Blew the whole bag now they got [?]
Real gas, this shit musty
Yellow diamonds on me like I dipped it in mustard
I swear to God, forgive me for cussin'
This ain't no Gucci, these jeans custom
Started with nothing, but watch me end it with somethin'
This is a routine, I get that money
[Verse 1: NNG Twain]
This a routine, got a Amiri on her pants, she got blue jeans
Throw a hundred on the dash, spin the coupe for you
If ain't get to the racks I get mood swings
You ain't got no chains, so what can I take? You broke lil' nigga
He tryna ride the wave, but he can't, that's why his boat still, nigga
Okay, red flags, sayin' olay
Cops get behind me, I'ma do the OJ
White diamonds on my wrist, lookin' like a snowflake
You be cryin' to your bitch 'cause you got no cake
But what am I talkin' 'bout? I don't even know the definition to that sentence
Stack up the racks my Ten Amendments
The watch different animals like Ben 10
[Chorus: Lil Raven]
What? I thought I was broke, almost forgot I got hunnids
She can suck that dick if she want, and I'ma fuck her if I want it
Might fix her, way too valid, so you can't take nothin' from me
Callin' myself Jesse Owens, caught him by himself he runnin'
Can't be by myself I'm stuntin'
Blew the whole bag now they got [?]
Real gas, this shit musty
Yellow diamonds on me like I dipped it in mustard
I swear to God, forgive me for cussin'
This ain't no Gucci, these jeans custom
Started with nothin', but watch me end it with somethin'
This is a routine, I get that money
[Verse 2: Lil Raven]
Take a good look at me now, look like I started with a brick
I can't take no L's, I can only take them wins
Don't leave her with me, I'll probably take your bitch
Told her, "Start dancin' on the pole," baby, come dance on the dick
I spent a couple bands on the fit
He got blinded by the watch when he glanced at my wrist
I took her on a trip, put the [?] in your bitch
If I pop another pill I might dance like I'm Chris, yeah
This is a routine, this on my schedule, mmm
Let's go eat at Ruth's Chris, let's go spend that bag, 'cause this tastes better
[Chorus: Lil Raven]
What? I thought I was broke, almost forgot I got hunnids
She can suck that dick if she want, and I'ma fuck her if I want it
Might fix her, way too valid, so you can't take nothin' from me
Callin' myself Jesse Owens, caught him by himself he runnin'
Can't be by myself I'm stuntin'
Blew the whole bag now they got [?]
Real gas, this shit musty
Yellow diamonds on me like I dipped it in mustard
I swear to God, forgive me for cussin'
This ain't no Gucci, these jeans custom
Started with nothin', but watch me end it with somethin'
This is a routine, I get that money