STAY OUT the MiX
I know they plotting on me better stay out my way
Got the red dot with the beam that bih stay on my waist
I gotta stay out the mix gotta stay out the way
I gotta stay out the mix gotta stay out the way
I can pull up when I serve I'll pull up where you stay
Hop in the whip when I swerve I be going thru lanes
She suck my dick don't get nothing exchange
Wok hard I sip this shit numbing the pain
I took a flight out to Cali you know what I'm on
All of my hoes do pilates you know what they on
She give me the sloppy her hair in a bun
These niggas copy these niggas they buns
Woah
These niggas copy these niggas my sons
I swear I'm just getting started I've only begun
Nigga ain't talking bout money ain't talking bout nun
I gotta cougar bih on me I treat her like scum
I was down bad told myself it can only get better
Don't give a fuck if I'm up told myself to do better
Yeah I cut off that lil bih yeah I swear I ain't sweating her
She trynna get some my racks boy I swear I ain't letting her
I know they plotting on me better stay out my way
Got the red dot with the beam that bih stay on my waist
I gotta stay out the mix gotta stay out the way
I gotta stay out the mix gotta stay out the way
I can pull up when I serve I'll pull up where you stay
Hop in the whip when I swerve I be going thru lanes
She suck my dick don't get nothing exchange
Wok hard I sip this shit numbing the pain
I gotta stay out the way
I gotta stay out the mix
I done came up off a play
I done came up off a lick
Woah woah
I hit you one time bih that's it
These play on my phone
I gotta hop on a flight can you serve while I'm gone
I see that boy through the scope the fuck is you going
I see that boy through the scope where the fuck is you going
Yuh
Lot of these niggas they bitches they pussy is showing
Rocking this Mason Margiela I put on Rick Owen
I see that boy through the scope where the fuck is you going
I told that nigga to speak up he talking bout motion
If we not already locked in can't send you no open
Fuck is they talking bout nigga ain't talking bout nothing
Like a professional stuntman bitch I'm stunting
I got a whole lot of Runtz in ain't no fronting
Got the red dot with the beam that bih stay on my waist
I gotta stay out the mix gotta stay out the way
I gotta stay out the mix gotta stay out the way
I can pull up when I serve I'll pull up where you stay
Hop in the whip when I swerve I be going thru lanes
She suck my dick don't get nothing exchange
Wok hard I sip this shit numbing the pain
I took a flight out to Cali you know what I'm on
All of my hoes do pilates you know what they on
She give me the sloppy her hair in a bun
These niggas copy these niggas they buns
Woah
These niggas copy these niggas my sons
I swear I'm just getting started I've only begun
Nigga ain't talking bout money ain't talking bout nun
I gotta cougar bih on me I treat her like scum
I was down bad told myself it can only get better
Don't give a fuck if I'm up told myself to do better
Yeah I cut off that lil bih yeah I swear I ain't sweating her
She trynna get some my racks boy I swear I ain't letting her
I know they plotting on me better stay out my way
Got the red dot with the beam that bih stay on my waist
I gotta stay out the mix gotta stay out the way
I gotta stay out the mix gotta stay out the way
I can pull up when I serve I'll pull up where you stay
Hop in the whip when I swerve I be going thru lanes
She suck my dick don't get nothing exchange
Wok hard I sip this shit numbing the pain
I gotta stay out the way
I gotta stay out the mix
I done came up off a play
I done came up off a lick
Woah woah
I hit you one time bih that's it
These play on my phone
I gotta hop on a flight can you serve while I'm gone
I see that boy through the scope the fuck is you going
I see that boy through the scope where the fuck is you going
Yuh
Lot of these niggas they bitches they pussy is showing
Rocking this Mason Margiela I put on Rick Owen
I see that boy through the scope where the fuck is you going
I told that nigga to speak up he talking bout motion
If we not already locked in can't send you no open
Fuck is they talking bout nigga ain't talking bout nothing
Like a professional stuntman bitch I'm stunting
I got a whole lot of Runtz in ain't no fronting
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Writer(s): B.u.g Antman
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