Routine
Pi'erre Bourne Lyrics


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Aw, shit (yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)

Let's switch positions, stack my commission
Fuck all the bitches, gotta get your riches
(Damn, Pi'erre, where'd you find this?)
She gave me her digits, shoot your shot like ammunition
Money talk, my pockets critics, yeah
Fuck the check up, yeah
Fuck the check up, yeah, fuck the check up, yeah
Private jet us, yeah, new necklace, yeah
They respect us, yeah, 'cause I got my check up, yeah

Said I had a nip and tuck, wait
Band-Aid, she got cut, wait
2 Ms, I got bucks
Chain on ice, Mighty Duck
When you pullin' up, wait, send a Uber truck, wait
Give 'em all stars like Chucks, Postmate a toothbrush
And my money won't shut up, wait
Money talk too much, wait
Thirty bands on this necklace, she wet as fuck
Now I might know what you want from me
Get high from my lows, it was hard for me
I hurt her soul, I'm so sorry
Yeah, just let her go, these hoes 'round me
She won't understand
I just roll this contraband, think about my fam
She just listen to her friends, watch my Instagram

Let's switch positions, stack my commission
Fuck all the bitches, gotta get your riches
(Yo Pi'erre, wanna come out here?)
She gave me her digits, shoot your shot like ammunition
Money talk, my pockets critics, yeah
Fuck the check up, yeah
Fuck the check up, yeah, fuck the check up, yeah
Private jet us, yeah, new necklace, yeah
They respect us, yeah, 'cause I got my check up, yeah

Got my hands on money like Mancala, ooh (like Mancala, like Mancala)
I'm a dog on the pussy, real Rottweiler, yeah, yeah (real Rottweiler)
Yeah, my family's real top shotta (Real top shotta, real top shotta)
Got your bitch with me, what about her? (what about her? What about her?)
She's not answering in the shower (in the shower, in the shower)
She fuck with the stars like it's Power (Like it's Power, like it's Power)
'Cause I be going hard, need new shower (need new shower, need new shower)
I got all this green and this sour (green and sour, green and sour)

Let's switch positions, stack my commission
Fuck all the bitches, gotta get your riches (huh, huh, wait)
She gave me her digits, shoot your shot like ammunition
Money talk, my pockets critics, yeah
Fuck the check up, yeah
Fuck the check up, yeah, fuck the check up, yeah
Private jet us, yeah, new necklace, yeah
They respect us, yeah, 'cause I got my check up (up)

Make sure to stop in now
We have twelve new flavors of limited edition sauce





Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?

Overall Meaning

The song "Routine" by Pi'erre Bourne is a rap song that is all about money, power, and living the high life. The first two lines of the song set the tone for the entire track, with the rapper wanting to switch positions and stack his commission. He wants to get rich and is willing to do whatever it takes to get there. The theme of money continues throughout the song with lines like "Money talk, my pockets critics" and "Fuck the check up, yeah."


The second verse of "Routine" takes a slightly more somber turn with the rapper admitting that he has hurt someone he cares about. He apologizes for his actions, but also acknowledges that he isn't willing to give up his dreams of wealth and power. The lyrics "She won't understand, I just roll this contraband, think about my fam" suggest that he is willing to sacrifice his personal relationships in order to achieve his goals.


Overall, the lyrics of "Routine" paint a picture of a man who is single-mindedly focused on becoming rich and powerful, and who is willing to do whatever it takes to get there, even if it means hurting the people around him.


Line by Line Meaning

Aw, shit (yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Pi'erre Bourne is being called out to begin the song Routine.


Let's switch positions, stack my commission
Pi'erre Bourne wants to switch up his current situation and make more money.


Fuck all the bitches, gotta get your riches
Pi'erre Bourne prioritizes his monetary gains over meaningless relationships.


She gave me her digits, shoot your shot like ammunition
Pi'erre Bourne got a woman's phone number and is now ready to make his move like shooting a gun.


Money talk, my pockets critics, yeah
Pi'erre Bourne's money talks louder than a critic's opinion.


Fuck the check up, yeah
Pi'erre Bourne doesn't need to check his bank account because his funds are high enough.


Private jet us, yeah, new necklace, yeah
Pi'erre Bourne can afford fancy things like private jets and new jewelry.


They respect us, yeah, 'cause I got my check up, yeah
People respect Pi'erre Bourne because he has a lot of money.


Got my hands on money like Mancala, ooh
Pi'erre Bourne has a lot of money and compares it to having many pieces in the game Mancala.


I'm a dog on the pussy, real Rottweiler, yeah, yeah
Pi'erre Bourne is like a Rottweiler when it comes to pursuing women.


Yeah, my family's real top shotta (Real top shotta, real top shotta)
Pi'erre Bourne comes from a successful family.


Got your bitch with me, what about her? (what about her? What about her?)
Pi'erre Bourne has someone's girlfriend with him but doesn't care about her feelings.


She's not answering in the shower (in the shower, in the shower)
The woman with Pi'erre Bourne is busy showering and not paying attention to her boyfriend's phone calls.


She fuck with the stars like it's Power (Like it's Power, like it's Power)
The woman with Pi'erre Bourne is attracted to famous people like the characters in the TV show Power.


'Cause I be going hard, need new shower (need new shower, need new shower)
Pi'erre Bourne is working so hard he needs a new shower to replace the old one.


I got all this green and this sour (green and sour, green and sour)
Pi'erre Bourne has a lot of money and weed that is green and sour smelling.


Make sure to stop in now We have twelve new flavors of limited edition sauce
This is an advertisement for new flavors of sauce.


Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
The song is coming to an end with someone calling out to Pi'erre Bourne once again.




Lyrics Β© Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Jordan Timothy Jenks

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Comments from YouTube:

@akalmighty

Pierre got exaggerated swagger of a black teen πŸ˜ˆπŸ™πŸΏ

@ecco2ks

SOSS πŸ˜ˆπŸ’œ

@imvge

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@JustinYDaily

Miles Morales who?

@dragon3962

Naw don’t bring that cringe shit here

@CloudSheep4

Yessirrrr 🀣

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@coke8077

When is Interscope gonna treat Pierre like a real artist, like this shit is more fire than most mainstream artists.

@perez6693

On god

@dri6972

nocap

@blueheartarmory

Its cause he aint got colorful dreads and 20 chains on

Edit: also pieree can rap/sing, make beats and master his own songs. He doesn't need interscope all they can offer him is distribution and promo. He can finesse any deal they can't make no money off of him when they can't offer him anything. Plus he got rich off of the gummo beat and playboy carti/nudy/uzi/chancethe rapper etc. he been set lol

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