Far Out
Yea
Feelin far out
Feeling far out
Ima mutherfuckin rock star nigga (aye)
Let's go
If you niggas smokin loud
Well pass that shit
If you see me talkin to her
I can have that bitch
I don't make it fuckin rain
I swag splash this shit!
Bouta kill the fuckin game
I'm on my casket shit
Droppin classic shit!
Of that crack being whipped
If you talkin side ways then yo ass get kicked
Bout get these niggas mad like i had his bitch
Then have my niggas crash the party on some savage shit!
Double band that brick
Hand to hand that shit
Then you double down reup
And go grab that six
Even if you gotta leave outta town take trips
Grab the hammer off the dresser
Extra mags n clips
Aye! Uh
Better give me space boy!
Cuz my niggas will shoot!
With a bullet thru ya face boy
It's gonna make it hard to chew!
And my niggas gettin plenty
So all the hater envy
My team ain't friendly
Buss that uzi in a frenzy
I'm feelin presidenchi
Pourin rose out the Bentley
Got me feelin like Obama when that nigga won election!
And yes it all a blessin
But now I'm back to flexin
Finna take these hoes to school
Baby here's your first lesson
Ima mutherfuckin boss!
Don't you ever get it twisted!
Ima make it simple all you gotta do is listen!
These niggas fictitious!
These bitches is fiction
Don't play with my scratch cuz my trigger finger itchin!
And when we in the kitchen
She whippin up a slate
You can hit me for a key or hit her for and eighth
Ima muthafuccin pimp so you kno my bitches straight
If you talking bout money you can take her on a date!
And we call that ptp
Aka that pay to play
Then i count my money high
I call that shit there paper planes!!
Biitch!
Feeling far out
Feeling far out
Feeling far out
Fuck the world
I've feeling like a rockstar man!
I do what i want! (Hey hey)
You should try doin you!
I'm in my zone!
Ammo i see you!
Feelin far out
Feeling far out
Ima mutherfuckin rock star nigga (aye)
Let's go
If you niggas smokin loud
Well pass that shit
If you see me talkin to her
I can have that bitch
I don't make it fuckin rain
I swag splash this shit!
Bouta kill the fuckin game
I'm on my casket shit
Droppin classic shit!
Of that crack being whipped
If you talkin side ways then yo ass get kicked
Bout get these niggas mad like i had his bitch
Then have my niggas crash the party on some savage shit!
Double band that brick
Hand to hand that shit
Then you double down reup
And go grab that six
Even if you gotta leave outta town take trips
Grab the hammer off the dresser
Extra mags n clips
Aye! Uh
Better give me space boy!
Cuz my niggas will shoot!
With a bullet thru ya face boy
It's gonna make it hard to chew!
And my niggas gettin plenty
So all the hater envy
My team ain't friendly
Buss that uzi in a frenzy
I'm feelin presidenchi
Pourin rose out the Bentley
Got me feelin like Obama when that nigga won election!
And yes it all a blessin
But now I'm back to flexin
Finna take these hoes to school
Baby here's your first lesson
Ima mutherfuckin boss!
Don't you ever get it twisted!
Ima make it simple all you gotta do is listen!
These niggas fictitious!
These bitches is fiction
Don't play with my scratch cuz my trigger finger itchin!
And when we in the kitchen
She whippin up a slate
You can hit me for a key or hit her for and eighth
Ima muthafuccin pimp so you kno my bitches straight
If you talking bout money you can take her on a date!
And we call that ptp
Aka that pay to play
Then i count my money high
I call that shit there paper planes!!
Biitch!
Feeling far out
Feeling far out
Feeling far out
Fuck the world
I've feeling like a rockstar man!
I do what i want! (Hey hey)
You should try doin you!
I'm in my zone!
Ammo i see you!
Credits
Writer(s): Barry Hassell
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