Outlier (feat. Cody Knazze)

Yea I don' put in work in got my earnings yes I know you see
I don' got soldiers out there servin an I over see it
Take my profit an you gettin whacked an yup I know he bleedin
I just be walkin round wit that sack an them broke niggas beamin
Go get the strap huh
Niggas get wacked huh
Shawty get cracked huh
Team on the map huh
Countin the bag yea
Go get the strap I'm grabbin the tool
I'll go get the strap I'm grabbin the tool
Go get the strap I'm poppin the fool
I'll go get the strap I'm grabbin the tool

An come through back hopped out the coupe
Ghost'n the rest I'm comin for you
Meet Louisville slugger an Timbaland boot
Went small to big man gimme the loot
An lose ya jewels so nobody move
Don't gimme no lip kick in ya gold tooth
No witness's aint leavin no proof
And king to a bishop get thrown off the roof
So keep sizin me up yea Imma new threat
I got the bald eagle tucked yea it never regret
An bomber like Maverick baby yea hop in da jet
I'm out to wreak havoc baby an I aint breakin a sweat
They tellin me to keep it a hundred
Shit I spit you barely can stomach
So eat up tell me you love it
So high arms reach from the summit
Whoo yea comin up next
Take anotha step spin the chamber like roulette
Ooo yea see I bet grazing past me is like havin brushes wit death

Yea I don' put in work in got my earnings yes I know you see
I don' got soldiers out there servin an I over see it
Take my profit an you gettin whacked an yup I know he bleedin
I just be walkin round wit that sack an them broke niggas beamin
Go get the strap huh
Niggas get wacked huh
Shawty get cracked huh
Team on the map huh
Countin the bag yea
Go get the strap I'm grabbin the tool
I'll go get the strap I'm grabbin the tool
Go get the strap I'm poppin the fool
I'll go get the strap I'm grabbin the tool

I'm comin at you aint needin no mask
Armed wit the metal Kombat like Jax
Score never settled matter of fact
Skin you alive no bones intact
I'm a problem good time to hash
An ridin my current you barely a splash
Need assurance new schools trash
So ride ya waves an wait for the crash
So know what I'm bout yea O I'm whatchu lackin
No matter how much clout yea O I'll send you packin
An body you witout a doubt yea see all ya rappers askin
An hear it from the tigers mouth yea an leave ya wit Carol Baskin
An world in my palm finger roll around the map
Turnt up on a Wednesday turn ya forehead to ash
Keep ya mind on the bag yea might lead to a trap
Nip said the marathon continues but you gassed on the first lap

Yea I don' put in work in got my earnings yes I know you see
I don' got soldiers out there servin an I over see it
Take my profit an you gettin whacked an yup I know he bleedin
I just be walkin round wit that sack an them broke niggas beamin
Go get the strap huh
Niggas get wacked huh
Shawty get cracked huh
Team on the map huh
Countin the bag yea
Go get the strap I'm grabbin the tool
I'll go get the strap I'm grabbin the tool
Go get the strap I'm poppin the fool
I'll go get the strap I'm grabbin the tool



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Sayers
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