Out My Face
Out my face, she got her own thing
She gangsta serving bass
Got another couple thousand for her shape
Independent what the fuck I'm 'pose to say
Matsuhisa 'fore a nigga start the day
Smoking grabba 'fore she hit the runway
New designer bag, she loves the Chanel
Wasn't there for her birthday, sent her Birkin through the mail
Only time will tell, only time will tell
All my records sell, and they not on sale
I need me a mill, need a hundred mille
All without a deal, all without a deal
These called marquise
Do the dance like marquis we don't do no small fees
Now she wanna get nasty all because I'm an artiste
Bitch better not at me finna pop like acne, yeah
Out my face, she got her own thing
She gangsta serving bass
Got another couple thousand for her shape
Independent what the fuck I'm 'pose to say
Matsuhisa 'fore a nigga start the day
Smoking grabba 'fore she hit the runway
New designer bag, she loves the Chanel
Wasn't there for her birthday, sent her Birkin through the mail
Only time will tell, only time will tell
All my records sell, and they not on sale
I need me a mill, need a hundred Mille
All without a deal, all without a deal
I done copped a crib, all without a deal
Diamonds chandelier, all without a deal
Spent a bag at LIV, that's just how I live
Did it by myself, even Papa wasn't here
Out my face, she got her own thing
She gangsta serving bass
Got another couple thousand for her shape
She gangsta serving bass
Got another couple thousand for her shape
Independent what the fuck I'm 'pose to say
Matsuhisa 'fore a nigga start the day
Smoking grabba 'fore she hit the runway
New designer bag, she loves the Chanel
Wasn't there for her birthday, sent her Birkin through the mail
Only time will tell, only time will tell
All my records sell, and they not on sale
I need me a mill, need a hundred mille
All without a deal, all without a deal
These called marquise
Do the dance like marquis we don't do no small fees
Now she wanna get nasty all because I'm an artiste
Bitch better not at me finna pop like acne, yeah
Out my face, she got her own thing
She gangsta serving bass
Got another couple thousand for her shape
Independent what the fuck I'm 'pose to say
Matsuhisa 'fore a nigga start the day
Smoking grabba 'fore she hit the runway
New designer bag, she loves the Chanel
Wasn't there for her birthday, sent her Birkin through the mail
Only time will tell, only time will tell
All my records sell, and they not on sale
I need me a mill, need a hundred Mille
All without a deal, all without a deal
I done copped a crib, all without a deal
Diamonds chandelier, all without a deal
Spent a bag at LIV, that's just how I live
Did it by myself, even Papa wasn't here
Out my face, she got her own thing
She gangsta serving bass
Got another couple thousand for her shape
Credits
Writer(s): Fred Scruggs, Darold Ferguson, Frank Parra, Tyrone George Taylor, Louise Freese, Aston Matthews, Kirk Jones
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