When I Be Out lyrics

Sometimes when I be out , and I walk pass n*ggas
I wonder how it feel to be a soft ass n*gga
Y’all stay catching bullets , Randy Moss ass n*ggas
Ole plankton tryna steal n*ggas sauce ass n*ggas
A couple n*ggas i don’t like just know it’s over when I see dawg
Crazy she gone take her panties off for the free ball
Been punching I’m down here in Seattle with the Seahawks
Free bang my young boy locked like he ddawg
Need a car that’s like me I’m finna go and get a demon
Kel tech on me this b*tch chucks like it’s Keenan
Yo dawg will never bite you ., that’s as long as u feed him
Knew I was finna blew this b*tch just had me sign her cleavage n*gga
All my oops inna box , lil Caesars
All theses hoes get in cop ?, u feed her
Bro got the rocket in the corner he a reason
I always had head , pick me up !, cause u a leave you
The hoes I f*cked that had a n*gga ?... I hate y’all
b*tch get home before that n*gga catch you.. baseball
I don’t want to sl*t I just play dat b*tch in 8ball
You know my game lit , when I can f*ck a b*tch off they song !
Chase a b*tch ?, I don’t even chase my liquor
Speaking of chasing , that’s yo bae ?, {?}
Don’t need yo card we can make this paper {?}
And u bet not be or ham , or u finish!
Lame city need some pape !, sh*t it’s some work around
Theses Hoes love acting bougie til a perc around
I’m not finna f*ck u from da front .... b*tch turn around !
Murk gone perform off that pack call it rolling loud
I’ll slide down brace, and leave all y’all hit
I’m the shooter and the driver, on my ball hog sh*t
If Stick passing out shoots we getting all y’all lit
di*k had her sitting side ways , i ain’t call wall b*tch