letra de new route - yung boi rob
[intro]
yeah
uh-huh, huh
([?])
[chorus]
i ain’t had a racks back then, now i got ’em (got ’em)
yeah, yeah, yeah
they be like “the young n-gga hot, why can’t n0body stop him?” (stop)
yeah, yeah, yeah
i’ma always keep my cool ’til somebody got a problem (do you got a problem?)
yeah, yeah, yeah
i’ma say one, two, three, drop ’em (boom)
yeah, yeah
n-gga be stalkin’, wait ’til i go drop me a new house, uh-huh (yeah, yeah)
we didn’t have no money, scr-pin’ change out the couch, uh-huh (we was out)
these b-tches want me for fame like they just wasn’t runnin’ they mouth (shh, shh)
i was still in there robbin’ but i had to change and i found a new route (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[verse 1]
i got that money, i got to (woo)
he came with you, i’ma pop you (brrt)
i gotta run it up all by my lonery ’cause n0body got me like i do (like i do)
you make the wrong choice, i’ma stop you (stop you)
and you outta luck if them f-ck n-ggas drop you (bah)
now she tryna f-ck and you pass me the bottle (you will)
i only hit baddies, i only hit models, uh-huh (yeah)
woah, woah, woah
everybody duck, get low (get low)
the feds outside, hop in a ride, we skrt in the whip and we go (skrt)
my cuzzo he foolin’, he hopped in a whip doin’ donuts, he poured him a four (poured him a four)
tell my brothers “i gotchu, we gettin’ this money, just make sure that n0body knows” (n0body knows)
dressed in all black, got the coattail match with the fur on the hood (yeah)
said they want smoke but don’t really want smoke, so just smoke you, i would
pull up in a long sleeve, gang hop out, everybody stare and look (look at it)
yeah, i ain’t have racks back then, now i got ’em, now errbody shook, hoe (yeah)
[chorus]
i ain’t had a racks back then, now i got ’em (got ’em, got ’em)
yeah, yeah, yeah
they be like “the young n-gga hot, why can’t n0body stop him?” (can’t stop me, nah)
yeah, yeah, yeah
i’ma always keep my cool ’til somebody got a problem (do you got a problem?)
yeah, yeah, yeah
i’ma say one, two, three, drop ’em (boom)
yeah, yeah
n-gga be stalkin’, wait ’til i go drop me a new house, uh-huh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
we didn’t have no money, scr-pin’ change out the couch, uh-huh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
these b-tches want me for fame like they just wasn’t runnin’ they mouth (shh, shh)
i was still in there robbin’ but i had to change and i found a new route (yeah, yeah, yeah)
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