Route 66 (feat. EST Gee)

Right here, mmm [Chorus: Jack Harlow] Bitch I'm from Kentucky but this ain't no fuckin' Dixie Chicks This is not Route 66 She step out, take like fifty flicks I'm way too selective with the folks that I get mixy with She said, "That's a lie, boy" You a thot, thot, thot Just left out the city, it was hot, hot, hot Think they fuckin' with me but they not, not, not I just cannot stop I'm 'bout to buy my bro a drop She came to kick it with her friends They takin' shots, shots, shots [Verse 1: Jack Harlow] I'm a hot shot (Ayy) Met her at the club and I took her to the casa Get bread nonstop Know my name, ring a bell like Raja From the city like Rondo, Rajon But I'm from the white side like Hassan Way too fly but I'm not trying Had y'all's fun but it's my time Chain go bling I ain't talking 'bout hotline Young and I got time But I finally got one, it's about time Make the whole city shine every time that I shine Let me know now if you not down 'Cause you left and you not 'round Need a Julep and a hot brown Go 'head, let that top down [Chorus: Jack Harlow] Bitch I'm from Kentucky but this ain't no fuckin' Dixie Chicks This is not Route 66 She step out, take like fifty flicks I'm way too selective with the folks that I get mixy with She said, "That's a lie, boy" You a thot, thot, thot Just left out the city, it was hot, hot, hot Think they fuckin' with me but they not, not, not I just cannot stop I'm 'bout to buy my bro a drop She came to kick it with her friends They takin' shots, shots, shots [Verse 2: EST Gee] Yeah, white gold over my Chrome Hearts Ten bands sloppy, I ain't got no card I don't feel nothing for the most part Fat boy drive this bitch like a go-kart Slide through the opp blocks shooting out blow darts I been rich before I signed Shirt cost five, wear it one time She don't slurp, get out my ride Run my city, you can ask my opps Love my thots with mouths like mops Shirt off, chains on in a drop I spent twenty G's for a clock Put a Bentley GT in my mouth We don't sell CD's out this house Still got (*bark bark*) in now Like what's a drought, drought, drought? [Chorus: Jack Harlow] Bitch I'm from Kentucky but this ain't no fuckin' Dixie Chicks This is not Route 66 She step out, take like fifty flicks I'm way too selective with the folks that I get mixy with She said, "That's a lie, boy" You a thot, thot, thot Just left out the city, it was hot, hot, hot Think they fuckin' with me but they not, not, not I just cannot stop I'm 'bout to buy my bro a drop She came to kick it with her friends They takin' shots, shots, shots