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Route 41 (feat. Auxxy) Video (MV)




Performed By: EBKSoto
Language: English
Length: 1:34
Written by: Alan Soto




EBKSoto - Route 41 (feat. Auxxy) Lyrics




Got blue checks and my DMs ain't cocky I've been finding dilly, I'm kind of like
Rocky Ain't nobody gon' touch my G flow
I've been on the courts daily, making them free throws
Everybody saying that my flow been lethal I've been making plays, bitch, I'm soaring

Like an eagle Everybody seeing me, kind of like Regal
I'm a pitbull, you a motherf*cking beagle Out in the club, making movies like
Lucas Tell you again, man, I've really been through
This Lost my bro, really did lose it

Back on my shit, now they playing my music Look my name up, I'm an underground king
Took two tabs, now I see a lot of things Shopping all day, I've been serving out the
Rings And I do it on my own, but I run it with my
Team, ayy You ain't sipping drink, get the f*ck out

My face Lil' nigga, you fake, get the f*ck out my lane
You stay tucking chains, lil' nigga, you a lame
You ain't catching fades, you ain't claiming no gangs
Pouring all this drink, man, I can't even think, no

I be on the creep, don't need no ID Yo, bitch, notice, she stay slurping me
I'm just Count Green, for this money, I'm a fiend
Ain't chasing dreams, we stay chasing cream Shout out dope fiends, they stay feeding me
Putting money in my bag, no, I'm just pushing gas

Living life real fast, I ain't coming last Nigga talk dumb, get put in a bag, hoe
You a f*cking fag, can't trick, on that ass
Think I only love one, bitch, you f*cking dumb You ain't got no funds, then, bitch, you a bum
You ain't got no funds, then, bitch, you a bum
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Got blue checks and my DMs ain't cocky I've been finding dilly, I'm kind of like
Rocky Ain't nobody gon' touch my G flow
I've been on the courts daily, making them free throws
Everybody saying that my flow been lethal I've been making plays, bitch, I'm soaring

Like an eagle Everybody seeing me, kind of like Regal
I'm a pitbull, you a motherf*cking beagle Out in the club, making movies like
Lucas Tell you again, man, I've really been through
This Lost my bro, really did lose it

Back on my shit, now they playing my music Look my name up, I'm an underground king
Took two tabs, now I see a lot of things Shopping all day, I've been serving out the
Rings And I do it on my own, but I run it with my
Team, ayy You ain't sipping drink, get the f*ck out

My face Lil' nigga, you fake, get the f*ck out my lane
You stay tucking chains, lil' nigga, you a lame
You ain't catching fades, you ain't claiming no gangs
Pouring all this drink, man, I can't even think, no

I be on the creep, don't need no ID Yo, bitch, notice, she stay slurping me
I'm just Count Green, for this money, I'm a fiend
Ain't chasing dreams, we stay chasing cream Shout out dope fiends, they stay feeding me
Putting money in my bag, no, I'm just pushing gas

Living life real fast, I ain't coming last Nigga talk dumb, get put in a bag, hoe
You a f*cking fag, can't trick, on that ass
Think I only love one, bitch, you f*cking dumb You ain't got no funds, then, bitch, you a bum
You ain't got no funds, then, bitch, you a bum
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Writer: Alan Soto
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