En Route Young T & Bugsey

[Chorus]
She get attached, I cut her off
Big batty, Butterscotch
Intuition is in touch
(Huh, yeah)
Steph Curry with the clutch, G-wagon with the clutch
I ain't in it for the image, do me dirty for a digit
I'm en route, I'm on the way
I'm en route, I'm on the way
I can't see you in the day, I'ma see you after eight
I'm en route, I'm on the way
I'm en route, I'm on the way
I can't see you in the day, I'ma see you after eight
I'm en route, I'm on the way
I'm en route, I'm on the way
I can't see you in the day, I'ma see you after eight

[Verse 1: Young T]
You can show me where you stay, baby show me where you lay
I can't make it in the day, I'ma be there after eight
Not every hero wears a cape
Be my Keisha, I'm your Ace
Share the key, you take a break
Touch down in your base
They cut the bag then I go, drop the bag when I'm home
Contraband in my soul, contraband in my soul
You ain't really had it tough, that's why you isn't one of us
Buckle, buckle, buckle up
Drop top getting top
Do my dance, Usher Raymond
New Chanel, what's your favorite?
That girl there she my baby
Come and ride in Mercedes
Got my eyes on the papers
In the Benzo debating
[?] I'm in the latest
Drip or drown no escaping
Can't you tell what she's up to?
You can tell her what she's up to
YSL cost a couple
Gave her pipe, watch her crumble
Bougie and beige, only check her after 8
Forbidden fruit, let me taste
They don't want to do the race