Out My Face
Yeah, uh
Yeah, uh
Bang
Let a young nigga run if you stop my pay
The Glock I spray, put 'em in that box I say
100k get it out my safe, if you ain't talkin' money boy
Get out my face, hey
I'mma pull up in a porsche with a hoe in that bitch
And (?) baby, yeah I can afford that bitch
I swear, I'm gon' meet my jugg I'mma ball at the light
You getting drug money yea we promotin' that shit
Find my (?) sayin' ain't a issue
Now I put up them trap tends let a bitch through
I talk to Roscoe everyday like 'Hey we miss you'
He ain't miss you that's the driver (?)
I just dropped in the flame, and fucked up some benj's
Money coming and going you in that bimmy
I got some hoes and they sick (?)
I was (?) from the city of (?)
Let a young nigga run if you stop my pay
The Glock I spray, put 'em in that box I say
100k get it out my safe, if you ain't talkin' money boy
Get out my face, hey
I'mma pull up in a porsche with a hoe in that bitch
And (?) baby, yeah I can afford that bitch
I swear, I'm gon' meet my jugg I'mma ball at the light
You getting drug money yea we promotin' that shit
I gotta, chop off your (?)
Fuck a, tongue bitch I'm outta lick
Jump, jump up on that baby ribbet
No frog, but I came out out the motherfuckin' trenches
Dig it? Pimp her ride like X-Zibit did it
Dig it? I'm in Japan like a fuckin' skillet
Do you dig it? She actin' tough but I know she ain't with it
Dig it? Dig it? She bought a cat I bought a jack kitty
I'm showin' off out in Magic City
Boy you a dog, I ain't droppin' twenties
You don't show no love, you were never with it
Raining bullets on your cars man I hope he with it
Cause he gon' get it, oh yeah yeah yeah he gon' get it
I'm that boy yeah yeah but I'm not kiddin'
I asked her do she got a passport she said if she didn't I would purchase it so what I asked for it!
Let a young nigga run if you stop my pay
The Glock I spray, put 'em in that box I say
100k get it out my safe, if you ain't talkin' money boy
Get out my face, hey
I'mma pull up in a porsche with a hoe in that bitch
And (?) baby, yeah I can afford that bitch
I swear, I'm gon' meet my jugg I'mma ball at the light
You getting drug money yea we promotin' that shit
Coming for the money the money lil nigga
Hangin' out the one gun out he runnin' lil nigga
Ten scrates, I'm a baller no foul on lil nigga
Money over bitches forever, you don't want it lil nigga
Balmain sweat drips, sag on Givenchy boy that 200 rack
Photo 650 three bitches in a matress
Run the city like marathon, backwoods store in chevron, shoot every gun, I never run
21st cell like the telethon, banging heavy metal call him Megatron
Meet me with the bullshit is what you better do, Boyz N tha Hood, young nigga with a attitude
Bitches fuck, I give a fuck right now
Might try me, plug and pull up right now
Nigga I could give a damn about your ten percent, cause you could front me fifty grand and I'm getting rich
Let a young nigga run if you stop my pay
The Glock I spray, put 'em in that box I say
100k get it out my safe, if you ain't talkin' money boy
Get out my face, hey
I'mma pull up in a porsche with a hoe in that bitch
And (?) baby, yeah I can afford that bitch
I swear, I'm gon' meet my jugg I'mma ball at the light
You getting drug money yea we promotin' that shit
Yeah, uh
Bang
Let a young nigga run if you stop my pay
The Glock I spray, put 'em in that box I say
100k get it out my safe, if you ain't talkin' money boy
Get out my face, hey
I'mma pull up in a porsche with a hoe in that bitch
And (?) baby, yeah I can afford that bitch
I swear, I'm gon' meet my jugg I'mma ball at the light
You getting drug money yea we promotin' that shit
Find my (?) sayin' ain't a issue
Now I put up them trap tends let a bitch through
I talk to Roscoe everyday like 'Hey we miss you'
He ain't miss you that's the driver (?)
I just dropped in the flame, and fucked up some benj's
Money coming and going you in that bimmy
I got some hoes and they sick (?)
I was (?) from the city of (?)
Let a young nigga run if you stop my pay
The Glock I spray, put 'em in that box I say
100k get it out my safe, if you ain't talkin' money boy
Get out my face, hey
I'mma pull up in a porsche with a hoe in that bitch
And (?) baby, yeah I can afford that bitch
I swear, I'm gon' meet my jugg I'mma ball at the light
You getting drug money yea we promotin' that shit
I gotta, chop off your (?)
Fuck a, tongue bitch I'm outta lick
Jump, jump up on that baby ribbet
No frog, but I came out out the motherfuckin' trenches
Dig it? Pimp her ride like X-Zibit did it
Dig it? I'm in Japan like a fuckin' skillet
Do you dig it? She actin' tough but I know she ain't with it
Dig it? Dig it? She bought a cat I bought a jack kitty
I'm showin' off out in Magic City
Boy you a dog, I ain't droppin' twenties
You don't show no love, you were never with it
Raining bullets on your cars man I hope he with it
Cause he gon' get it, oh yeah yeah yeah he gon' get it
I'm that boy yeah yeah but I'm not kiddin'
I asked her do she got a passport she said if she didn't I would purchase it so what I asked for it!
Let a young nigga run if you stop my pay
The Glock I spray, put 'em in that box I say
100k get it out my safe, if you ain't talkin' money boy
Get out my face, hey
I'mma pull up in a porsche with a hoe in that bitch
And (?) baby, yeah I can afford that bitch
I swear, I'm gon' meet my jugg I'mma ball at the light
You getting drug money yea we promotin' that shit
Coming for the money the money lil nigga
Hangin' out the one gun out he runnin' lil nigga
Ten scrates, I'm a baller no foul on lil nigga
Money over bitches forever, you don't want it lil nigga
Balmain sweat drips, sag on Givenchy boy that 200 rack
Photo 650 three bitches in a matress
Run the city like marathon, backwoods store in chevron, shoot every gun, I never run
21st cell like the telethon, banging heavy metal call him Megatron
Meet me with the bullshit is what you better do, Boyz N tha Hood, young nigga with a attitude
Bitches fuck, I give a fuck right now
Might try me, plug and pull up right now
Nigga I could give a damn about your ten percent, cause you could front me fifty grand and I'm getting rich
Let a young nigga run if you stop my pay
The Glock I spray, put 'em in that box I say
100k get it out my safe, if you ain't talkin' money boy
Get out my face, hey
I'mma pull up in a porsche with a hoe in that bitch
And (?) baby, yeah I can afford that bitch
I swear, I'm gon' meet my jugg I'mma ball at the light
You getting drug money yea we promotin' that shit
Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Lahmi Travion Bivens
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