Out Here

If pop a perc I might go bazerk girl you talk a lot you're all on my nerves in this bitch
Tryna blow a check
Bout to gain respect
Fuck what you heard

Zero files, thats a life story
Know im down to ride if we hit the curb
Hit the gas know we never break, sipping candy paint
Hoe I might swerve

Swerving in this bitch
Ball like Irving in this bitch
I'm James worthy in this bitch
Its too early for this shit

I know a couple niggas that down to ride, for a homicide when its drama time
Hoe I left Chicago had to book a flight im the illest nigga like im finna die

Sneezing nigga, mane im sick asf
Pray to god and get my blessing up
Nike bag gon keep the Simi tucked
And if you think you sneaking
Bet we pulling up

In my window
Girl im fucking peeking
Said its 5am and now I'm seeing demons
Choker necklace got my shoulders gleaming
Man my neck is cold I swear its fucking freezing

Heart of satan
I'm the only nigga
That could name his album
Some rebellious shit

Put it out and niggas
Paying for it, I'm from
Portland Oregon
And the baddest bitch

Baddest bitch be on my fucking side
I hit the powerglide until I hit a ditch

Super villain how I run the bank
They gon gun me down
Money making Mitch



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Writer(s): Kealand Cato
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