Route 42

Baby Crew ships gone ballistic True shit Thinking about the moments abusing prescriptions This the shit I'm going to the bank in Told her I don't do that extra baggage Four door looking like a camper Missed calls cos you've been a dancer Enjoy your trip to the moon Route 42 Back in time for the Bloom Messenger bag up in the garden Letter to you was from my family Talking to the mirror but the vision dodgy Making out time at the same time when the new chick got standards Staying out time after time Just to paint your home as the valley Got a new whip wheels classic Your mama interrupting my studio time Puts me in a new spot for the Grammies And I don't want your friends that's a sammich And I know he your man's I'm stylish Baby Crew ships gone ballistic True shit Thinking about the moments abusing prescriptions I could talk Butterflies I love to fly private You in love with my idea of a summertime Love inside violence Burger, fries, offspring Prescriptions and drugs Manoeuvre this I didn't have studio time And look I'm still new to this This the shit I'm going to the bank in Told her I don't do that extra baggage Four door looking like a camper And I'm a sag Is you a cancer Trap mafia Baby Crew ships gone ballistic True shit Thinking about the moments abusing prescriptions