City Morgue - Route66 lyrics

(Mula)
Two hands, nigga with the two guns (Check)
Big Glock 40 with the two drums (Check)
Toss that shit and get a new one (Blaow)
Flex on you,  ain't gon' do none (Pussy)
Pussy ass rapper you a peon (Fuck outta here)
Get your shit pushed back for a eon (Rrah)
Pull up on a nigga with a squeeze on
(Blaow, blaow, blaow)
One tap, blood splatter on my VLONE
(Blaow blaow)
Give me the racks at the back of the safe
(Mula)
Hunnid Macs right at the back of the stage
(MBF)
Trap with the MAC and it crack your ribcage
(Rrah) close with the pump
You lose half of your face
You want me straight dead or
Just back in the cage (Fuck outta here)
Fuck this rap shit
I'm still clashing them pipes
Flexin' on niggas, racks smackin' they face
Me and Kami got the in a Wraith (Skrr)

(Godzilla) you, fuck with my bloods
Then we your Margielas
Sell 'em on eBay, you better bid on 'em
Bitches can't swim when there's
Sharks in the water against the grain
You are subject to slaughter
We never break, never fake, never skate
And then play that you ain't
Ain't bout that drama, that you walk away
Look in the mirror and shatter the frame

Let me leave, a message out for the weak
I'll shoot your right in your feet
So nigga, dig in your cleats
So go on and clench your teeth
From that side you never leave
Wardoggies may never speak
Get shattered into the deep