Out of Reach

I'm out of reach so you know you don't come for me
Got security around gettin' ugly
I'm out of reach so you know you don't come for me
Got the blue cheese you know I be spendin' it
I'm so damn far so you know you don't come for me
You know you don't come for me
I'm out of reach so you know you don't come for me

I'm out of reach (out of reach)
You can't reach me
Diamonds on me I'ma walkin' ice cream truck when you see me (see me)
Believe in me
She ain't believe in me now I'm like a goalie 'cause I blocked her
When said she wanna
See me see me
Diamonds are like Fiji
Yeah I'm just like fire, gettin' stronger the more you feed me
You can't tame me, 'cause say I'm a different species
Now I'm gettin' more money, blue bills that I'm receivin'
I'm out of reach stars on the roof like I'm in space (space)
Wanna have cuban lake diamonds hittin' on my face (face)
My wrist is under 12 (yeah) I'm about to catch a case
We sendin' bullets for Thanksgiving
How they taste?
How they taste?
Makin' hella money, put in a safe
Pull up in a wraith
I know where you stay
I will make the play
Shoot it like I'm Dame

We ain't wastin' time we always cookin' in the stu
People wanna hate, them people must be stupid no offense
We always gettin' to the bag so they can't hate
Yeah we gettin' paid (paid)

I'm out of reach so you know you don't come for me
Got security around gettin' ugly
I'm out of reach so you know you don't come for me
Got the blue cheese you know I be spendin' it
I'm so damn far so you know you don't come for me
You know you don't come for me
I'm out of reach so you know you don't come for me

We thumbin' through blue hunnids and we never ever stoppin'
Lookin' at the charts yeah you know we is toppin'
We work very hard and we never ever stoppin'
We gettin' bigger takin' off with a rocket
We too big for this motherfuckin' game
We too big for this motherfuckin' game
These haters under us because they don't know how to respect
I ain't worry about the price I just got a check

We ain't wastin' time we always cookin' in the stu
People wanna hate them people must be stupid no offense
We always gettin' to the bag so they can't hate
Yeah we gettin' paid (paid)



Credits
Writer(s): Gurjot Singh, Taranveer Singh
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