K Mooch - En Route (feat. Overtime Boyz)

All about mine, so fuck what you 'bout
Ain't got no time, we in and we out
Ten of them things, said it was a drought
Hit up the plug, we get it en route
Get it en route, get it en route
Fuck all the clout, if they don't vouch
What's the amount, could use a pound
All the way down, please do not doubt me
All about mine, so fuck what you 'bout
Ain't got no time, we in and we out
Ten of them things, said it was a drought
Hit up the plug, we get it en route
Get it en route, get it en route
Fuck all the clout, if they don't vouch
What's the amount, could use a pound
All the way down, please do not doubt me
Up and about, you don't know my route
I'm from the south, south of the city
Bitch, don't get popped, you actin' real silly
If you want beef, then I'll bring you a chili
All about bread, all about guap
Money all day, I'm going all out
Fuck with no feds, I go out and cop
Rocking my slides, my flip don't flop
I don't stop, keep what I have and I don't swap
Keep my hundreds right on top
If I'm bored, then I just shop
Got many traps, I get paid a lot
All about mine, so fuck what you 'bout
Ain't got no time, we in and we out
Ten of them things, said it was a drought
Hit up the plug, we get it en route
Get it en route, get it en route
Fuck all the clout, if they don't vouch
What's the amount, could use a pound
All the way down, please do not doubt me
All the way down
She like the way that I sound
No, I don't dance
But I still follow the count
Wanna do this and that, and everything else
Got on all black
It's just for the stealth
I got a brand new belt
Now they wonder if I sell
I'm bout to make 'em melt
You heard my shit and you felt
Now my name ringing bells
Real heavy, Pelle Pelle
I'm just a natural
Pull up in a Uber XL
Now they wanna do the same thing
You don't know me, what gang
Switch lanes, but they just can't
Off-White just like paint
All about mine, so fuck what you 'bout
Ain't got no time, we in and we out
Ten of them things, said it was a drought
Hit up the plug, we get it en route
Get it en route, get it en route
Fuck all the clout, if they don't vouch
What's the amount, could use a pound
All the way down, please do not doubt me
All about mine, so fuck what you 'bout
Ain't got no time, we in and we out
Ten of them things, said it was a drought
Hit up the plug, we get it en route
Get it en route, get it en route
Fuck all the clout, if they don't vouch
What's the amount, could use a pound
All the way down, please do not doubt me
Rich motherfucker, still eat with my hands
Go to the dealer, and drop fifty bands
Whipping exotic, you whipping a van
All in my city, they know I'm the man
Could've buss it down, but I went plain jane
Flipping these birds, ain't nothing but a wing
I break it all down and I split it with the gang
Toting that fire, and the shit go bang

Written by:
Damar Moore, Khalil Moore, Muhammad Azizi, Rick Hiroi

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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