Going Out Sad
Whats in my mouth cost a ticket
I want i get it
I move round the city my windows is tinted
Trust me i move with precision
I stay in the cut like incisions
Is you gone spend the bread
Or make it stack hard decision
I made something from nothing like magicians
Even if shit go left imma still finish the mission
You wake up and sit on yo ass
I wake up i gotta run straight to the cash
You niggas stay talking bout shit from the past
You ain't do a thing in 10 years thats the gag
Hop in the whip and i step on the pedal go fast
150 on the gauge and its digital dash
You been in ya feelings i been in my bag
Them niggas was up in the past they going out sad
Now they rocking rick
I swear that these niggas so late
I could get right on any beat
I don't even need a 808
Me imma just show love
These niggas gone hate all day
I left some people behind
Not letting them play in my face
You know that we going up
Shine bright so she tryna soak it up
80 degrees outside but my neck cold as fuck
I need my bread right now whats the hold up
This shit that i'm smoking got me in the solar
GG Tef all in her mouth like a molar
That ain't yo car thats a loaner
Im moving weight like i'm tryna get toner
She want my heart i don't got one to loan her
Baby like a work of art call her Mona
Im wavy past water i'm sonar
I got more drive in me than a whole motor
She wanna cop but i don't know who told her
I might pull up on her block and straight zoe her
You know i'm just kidding man
If its good business you know imma get it
Trapping so hard i been gone for some hours
I told my lil bae ill be back in a minute
Im riding with demons they sinning
Try and act up and my bro just my send him
Riding round town with that pack and i send em
I beat up the block like i'm getting revenge
Whats in my mouth cost a ticket
I want i get it
I move round the city my windows is tinted
Trust me i move with precision
I stay in the cut like incisions
Is you gone spend the bread
Or make it stack hard decision
I made something from nothing like magicians
Even if sht go left imma still finish the mission
You wake up and sit on yo ass
I wake up i gotta run straight to the cash
You niggas stay talking bout shit from the past
You aint do a thing in 10 years thats the gag
Hop in the whip and i step on the pedal go fast
150 on the gauge and its digital dash
You been in ya feelings i been in my bag
Them niggas was up in the past they going out sad
I want i get it
I move round the city my windows is tinted
Trust me i move with precision
I stay in the cut like incisions
Is you gone spend the bread
Or make it stack hard decision
I made something from nothing like magicians
Even if shit go left imma still finish the mission
You wake up and sit on yo ass
I wake up i gotta run straight to the cash
You niggas stay talking bout shit from the past
You ain't do a thing in 10 years thats the gag
Hop in the whip and i step on the pedal go fast
150 on the gauge and its digital dash
You been in ya feelings i been in my bag
Them niggas was up in the past they going out sad
Now they rocking rick
I swear that these niggas so late
I could get right on any beat
I don't even need a 808
Me imma just show love
These niggas gone hate all day
I left some people behind
Not letting them play in my face
You know that we going up
Shine bright so she tryna soak it up
80 degrees outside but my neck cold as fuck
I need my bread right now whats the hold up
This shit that i'm smoking got me in the solar
GG Tef all in her mouth like a molar
That ain't yo car thats a loaner
Im moving weight like i'm tryna get toner
She want my heart i don't got one to loan her
Baby like a work of art call her Mona
Im wavy past water i'm sonar
I got more drive in me than a whole motor
She wanna cop but i don't know who told her
I might pull up on her block and straight zoe her
You know i'm just kidding man
If its good business you know imma get it
Trapping so hard i been gone for some hours
I told my lil bae ill be back in a minute
Im riding with demons they sinning
Try and act up and my bro just my send him
Riding round town with that pack and i send em
I beat up the block like i'm getting revenge
Whats in my mouth cost a ticket
I want i get it
I move round the city my windows is tinted
Trust me i move with precision
I stay in the cut like incisions
Is you gone spend the bread
Or make it stack hard decision
I made something from nothing like magicians
Even if sht go left imma still finish the mission
You wake up and sit on yo ass
I wake up i gotta run straight to the cash
You niggas stay talking bout shit from the past
You aint do a thing in 10 years thats the gag
Hop in the whip and i step on the pedal go fast
150 on the gauge and its digital dash
You been in ya feelings i been in my bag
Them niggas was up in the past they going out sad
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Writer(s): Tyler Hall
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