Wrong Route Lyrics

Been tryna get to this money, I'll have fun later

Watch all these bitches get lit now and turn the bums later

We up the country, fuckin' tellies up, aint no escape

We up to country, fuckin' tellies up, aint no escape

Don't give a fuck about that gun, cause it's a bitch behind it

I never up roll, hatin' niggas always get caught eyeing

They tryna wipe my nose, but wipe my ass, I shit in silence

They tryna wipe my nose, but wipe my ass, I shit in silence

You know that hood shit, it's a lifestyle, not a trend

Keep on playin' with them glizzies, your life gon' come to an end

It's either stand out or that casket that you fittin' in

Ain't got no friends now, all that fake shit come to an end

You think you a man now

You think you tough putting up that gun, boy, put your hand down

I jumped into this real life shit, ain't ask for handouts

I watched them throw away they dreams so they could catch clouds

I played receiver, but I still had ran the wrong route

They tryna tap in, but they can't even get at me now

I came a long way with this drip, my brother passed it down

I came a long way with this drip, my brother passed it down

You see that nigga in the room?

Oh, there he go

Bitch, I ain't no shooter, but somehow he still gon' hit the floor

We countin' pros, you got zero, you a Andre Drummond

Just swiped a blue 32, I had to take the handoff

He say he slime, he wipe his nose, but his nose ain't runnin

Since he a snake when he snitch, cut that rat lil' tongue off

I know they hate, can't see the vision, they not in the tunnel

I know they hate, can't see the vision, they not in the tunnel

Got this bitch six feet in the air, like she at Cedar Point

Hollows slippin' right through the air, he ain't gon' see the point

I think I'm losin' my mind, I still don't see the point

I got free bands, so Free Van, till he free the joint

Da-da-da, da-da-da, yeah, we reload

We come to party, so the whole gang keep a Titos

Everything I do in this game, feel like a cheat code

I am not a rapper, bitch, you know me as BANXBENO

She suck it up, what the fuck, she a freak hoe

I must be that nigga, cause they always like to speak on me

Settin' the table for all my niggas to eat on

Anti-social club, don't need no VLONE

It's a lifestyle, not a trend

Keep on playin' with them glizzies,

Thats when your life come to an end

It's either stand out or that casket that you fittin' in

Ain't got no friends now, all that fake shit come to an end

You think you a man now

You think you tough putting up that gun, boy, put your hand down

I jumped into this real life shit, ain't ask for handouts

I watched them throw away they dreams so they could catch clouds

I played receiver, but I still had ran the wrong route

They tryna tap in, but they can't even get at me now

I came a long way with this drip, my brother passed it down

I came a long way with this drip, my brother passed it down