Outta My Sight

I'm in the zone
I'm in the zone
Like a zip bitch
Fuck you talkin' bout
Big Shrim, dollar sign don't forget that shit
If you do you stupid
I done told you once

Ima let my nuts hang
Watch em swing
And these hoes gone act a monkey
Eyes sitting low smelling good and funky
Phone going dumb like I'm serving junkies
Nigga where you at
I'm global dawg
I do this in my sleep I been dozing off
All these pussy rap niggas throwing salt
When they see them slugs
They know who the boss in this bitch
God damn, well bitch I'm opulent
Everything that I want I can get
I mean ima get, I mean got to have
That means you too, got to stab
Ride real smooth, this not a cab
Sheep fur coat, this not a lamb bitch
I'm da damn big poppa
Address me properly or its a problem
Please don't follow me on Instagram
I don't need you tellin' everybody we done fucked around
Keep ya mouth closed I might bust ya down
I don't fuck around with them fuck arounds
High and mighty, you on holy grounds
Gotta kiss the path that I'm walking baby
Szechwan I been saucing lately
Big guap pockets constipated
Double stuffed I got plenty pastries
They gone play me at hella stations
I need pretty pennies just to hit the stages
If my shit ain't on it, nigga fuck ya playlist
You ain't heard, I'm fuckin' famous
Nigga I ain't never needed no co-sign
Self made with the the slow grind
But the money fast, I got no time
Less we running them digits
These niggas they fidget and fumble the bag
I can't relate they be goin out sad
Niggas just hate cuz they not in they bag
It's hard to be mad when you poppin' bitch
Drippin' that flavor and droppin' hits
I can admit, shit, it's hard to miss
Put rappers on Maury I'm yo father bitch
Outta my sight



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Cunningham, Devol Whitfield
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