Output lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I get the racks and I f*ck up a bag every time that I do
She wanna f*ck with me I told that b*tch "I cannot f*ck with you"
She wanna f*ck with me cause she know that her man so fu
I'm in the trap with that dog food
I put the AR yeah right in the duffel
Take some xans yeah I took a mouthful
Yeah they could never match my output
I don't really care about your input
Both feet in I ain't just put in one foot

[Verse]
She just hit my line, yeah she just wanna f*ck
I don't wanna f*ck, I wanna run it up
Glock a freak, yeah, that b*tch she love to bust
Hell nah I could never go take a bus
Hop in that foreign I push it
Whilе I'm smoking on cookie
Gotta pay a lot just to book me
b*tch I'm grimey I'm Sugе'in
I do him grimey I do him so wrong
I just kick the door in I'm not gone knock
Out of my pocket pullin' out a knot
All of these pills make me astronaut
[Chorus]
I get the racks and I f*ck up a bag every time that I do
She wanna f*ck with me I told that b*tch "I cannot f*ck with you"
She wanna f*ck with me cause she know that her man so fu
I'm in the trap with that dog food
I put the AR yeah right in the duffel
Take some xans yeah I took a mouthful
Yeah they could never match my output
I don't really care about your input
Both feet in I ain't just put in one foot

[Outro]
Yeah
Run it up
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah