Out the Gate "OTG" (Prob. HRB Charly Mac)

Suh

Why these bitches wanna play
Why these bitches wanna hate
Put this shit all in they face
Competition... ain't no race

Why these bitches wanna play
Why these bitches wanna hate
Put this shit all in they face
Competition ain't no race
Ima win first place
Put these bitches in they place
Ima win first place
Competition ain't no race

Talking that shit but i know you not with it
Up with the chopper send shots at your fitted
Fuck you and your pottna boy all y'all some bitches
Can't hang wit y'all boys y'all ain't in them trenches

Why y'all bitches wanna play
Why y'all bitches wanna hate yea
I see the shit all in ya face
Know y'all bitches wanna taste

Taste of the drip
Fuck then I dip
Pay for the pussy not leaving no tip
Who he gone play I been fucked and dip
Bitch you can have em you know ian gon trip

Why y'all niggas wanna play
Put this pussy in his face
Ask your niggas how it tastes
Ion play out the gate

Why these bitches wanna play
Play like I won't catch a case
We upping Glocks you upping maze
Lame ahh hoe know your place

Why these bitches wanna play
Why these bitches wanna hate
Put this shit all in they face
Competition ain't no race
Ima win first place
Put these bitches in they place
Ima win first place
Competition ain't no race

Me racing who
I'm locked in with glue
Position secured
I win you lose
Talking that shit you tripping li boo
Banging big Bs for Bessemer on Q
Why you bitches wanna play
Ion play out the gate
We upping glocks you upping mase
Hit the spot with no face

Spin the block then spin again
Count the shells I'm leaving 10
Youn wanna fight where your friend
Pussy hoe we tryna spin

Why these bitches wanna play
Why these bitches wanna hate
Put this shit all in they face
Competition... ain't no race

Why these bitches wanna play
Why these bitches wanna hate
Put this shit all in they face
Competition ain't no race

Ima win first place
Put these bitches in they place
Ima win first place
Competition ain't no race

Talking that shit but i know you not with it
Up with the chopper send shots at your fitted
Fuck you and your pottna boy all y'all some bitches
Can't hang wit y'all boys y'all ain't in them trenches

Why y'all bitches wanna play
Why y'all bitches wanna hate
Ion hate



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Writer(s): Lindsay Wynn-scott
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