Haf N' Haf - Rugcutter Route (feat. Illa Bleszed)

Still been on that same route
Tryna get my name out
Came up off that same couch
Promise I'ma be right back
Runnin' through these streetlights
Tryna live that sweet life
Sometimes I can't breathe like
I promise I'ma be right back
Right back with a thumb in yo' ass
No cap, know you fuckin' wit that
Airplane mode, tell your mum to relax
Now here's a towel for the cum on your back
I'm a feminist
Lip game venomous
Big fat booty but them tits ain't relevant
Face angelic but she live straight devilish
Heels like medics, Louboutins stay steppin' in
Bitch so bad she could switch gay gentlemen
Yeah I'm so crass but I ain't embellishin'
What's the forecast, its a wet development
This a throwback & the sex is sellin' it
You a whole snack, lemme test the test the recipe yup
Hope that she don't get the best of me but
So long when I'm gone carry on
Keep loopin' this one verse
Know you wanna bust but this music gon' come first
Still been on that same route
Tryna get my name out
Came up off that same couch
Promise I'ma be right back
Runnin' through these streetlights
Tryna live that sweet life
Sometimes I can't breathe like
I promise I'ma be right back
She a slick bitch
Suck dick for Blistex
Ou she bends it back
Shakes her ass & undress
All good, I could fuck you in your sundress
Cuz shawties always want a motherfucker like this
How you live in Canada but that ass from Uganda
Red bottoms, but you sippin' that blue fanta
Down loads like torrents, records with two cameras
Niggas always wanna fuck a shawty like this
But niggas never knowing what the drama might bring
A car, a ring, kid, it could be autumn again
Do I really love you, am I falling again
The drugs are on my phone I hear you calling again
With the hydro
Kush it got my eyes low
If this for survival
Damn you look so good that I'ma have to keep my eyes closed
So why you care, I can't stay
Need to go
Got dreams but why you gotta be like that
Don't know where to go find myself
Hit road & I promise I'ma be right back
Still been on that same route
Tryna get my name out
Came up off that same couch
Promise I'ma be right back
Runnin' through these streetlights
Tryna live that sweet life
Sometimes I can't breathe like
I promise I'ma be right back

Written by:
Joshua Bourgouin-D'Aguiar, Joshua Main

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