Outlaw
Going 200 go skeert
Skerrt Skerrt
My bitch put in that work
Run it up whenever she flirting
Counting up money she bag it
You can never fit in that bracket
She ain't 21 but she savage
Sin, B numb shit slap
That shit go
Slap
Slap
Slap
Fuck around pay it in cash
Bitch better get you strap
Fuck around nigga get wacked
Why is you niggas so cap
Brand new pack
Rev it lil nigga press gas
200 on the dash
Run it and back
Got me a brand new stash
She say I'm a jerk
Yeah you should see how we skate in the Vert
Pulled up
Skate on her face
Look like we skating on snow
When we be skiing the the work
Yeah
Touch down on new turf I might just stay out here till the first
Yeah
Fuck around with the merch
Make 100 grand day it's all of shirts
yeah
Till I'm laying in a hearse
Imma keep praying and weighing up the work
Yeah
She keep thinking Im flirting but I'm tryna get my hands in her purse
Niggas that don't know they worth
Should pay 100 for verses
Go head and make you purchase
Yeah get it
Cash flip it
Get it from first to the first
Niggas they hate and they hurt
Can't a word what you talking bout
Mmhm mmhm
We gon' put that on a shirt
My Nigga put that in the dirt
You ain't got money
Then get you a hearse
Better start praying go get to a church
They think I'm asleep
But I'm staying alert
Yeah uh
Yeah uh
Yeah
Mhmm
Yeah
yeah uh
Yeah
Mhmm
Skerrt Skerrt
My bitch put in that work
Run it up whenever she flirting
Counting up money she bag it
You can never fit in that bracket
She ain't 21 but she savage
Sin, B numb shit slap
That shit go
Slap
Slap
Slap
Fuck around pay it in cash
Bitch better get you strap
Fuck around nigga get wacked
Why is you niggas so cap
Brand new pack
Rev it lil nigga press gas
200 on the dash
Run it and back
Got me a brand new stash
She say I'm a jerk
Yeah you should see how we skate in the Vert
Pulled up
Skate on her face
Look like we skating on snow
When we be skiing the the work
Yeah
Touch down on new turf I might just stay out here till the first
Yeah
Fuck around with the merch
Make 100 grand day it's all of shirts
yeah
Till I'm laying in a hearse
Imma keep praying and weighing up the work
Yeah
She keep thinking Im flirting but I'm tryna get my hands in her purse
Niggas that don't know they worth
Should pay 100 for verses
Go head and make you purchase
Yeah get it
Cash flip it
Get it from first to the first
Niggas they hate and they hurt
Can't a word what you talking bout
Mmhm mmhm
We gon' put that on a shirt
My Nigga put that in the dirt
You ain't got money
Then get you a hearse
Better start praying go get to a church
They think I'm asleep
But I'm staying alert
Yeah uh
Yeah uh
Yeah
Mhmm
Yeah
yeah uh
Yeah
Mhmm
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Writer(s): Iehienka Ramsay
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