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Jack Harlow - Route 66 feat. EST Gee [Official Video]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jack Harlow
Jack Harlow
Vocals
EST Gee
EST Gee
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jack Harlow
Jack Harlow
Songwriter
Dondre Moore
Dondre Moore
Songwriter
George Stone III
George Stone III
Songwriter
Michael Hernandez
Michael Hernandez
Songwriter
Tahj Morgan
Tahj Morgan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Nickie Jon Pabón
Nickie Jon Pabón
Mixing Engineer
1st Class
1st Class
Producer
Foreign Teck
Foreign Teck
Producer
Neeko Baby
Neeko Baby
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
jetsonmade
jetsonmade
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Right here, mmm
[Chorus]
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]
I'm a hot shot, aye
Met her at the club and I took her to the casa (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]
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]
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]
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
Written by: Jack Harlow, George Stone III, Tahj Morgan, Michael Hernandez, Dondre Moore
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