Aye Cue - The Routine Lyrics

Pull up and jump in, I'm fresh off the block
Undress her fit now, she fresh off the clock
Roll one and smoke one, and call up the crew
Fix some and eat some and back to the stu
All these sinful bottles on the table
Why they giving Cain all this Abel
Chillin' with the pack, roll a pack, sell a pack
Silver Sable
Watch a nigga back, f*ck the cable
Grams in the couch
Prolly make em' run up in yo house
Turn a young queen to a spouse
Do it for the clout
Show her what the trap's all about
Show her how we bout to make it out
Aye
The way I swipe a card down in Barneys
You would think a bank would come alarm me
Shid
Tell the Five O bring a army
Every young bull bout to arm me
Tho ya bands up in the air
If you move like a real player
Tho ya hands up in the air
If you need change and a prayer
Tho ya bands up in the air
If you move like a real player
Tho ya hands up in the air
If you need change and a prayer
Aye
Going going, back back
To H Town nigga
Click click, clack clack
Shakedown nigga
Aye
Mami told me she ain't never felt this before
Power from the green like it's Cell, Piccollo
Women might accuse ima real giggilo
Shid, hold up
Aye
Ima cute face gangsta, f*ck like singers
Dropped some celebs and I'm still not famous
Cue's so aimless, Cue's so brainless
Cue gets head where it's f*ck yo language
Outta state fees for the shows
Now I get paid if I go
Outta state leads for the hoes
Now I get laid on the road
Tho ya bands up in the air
If you move like a real player
Tho ya hands up in the air
If you need change and a prayer
Tho ya bands up in the air
If you move like a real player
Tho ya hands up in the air
If you need change and a prayer