Outta Here lyrics

by

Famous Dex


[Chorus]
All these n*ggas turning fool, they some b*tches
Pull up with the draco, pus*y n*gga making wishes
Run around town, always trapping, doing dishes
I ain't give a f*ck, mama had to use the f*cking dishes
RIP my big homie though
I'm riding with that extended-doe
Got a bad b*tch, she love do the coke
Do the molly, yeah she love to do both

[Verse 1]
All this trapping, speeding, doin' it for no reason
Got a bad b*tch, a n*gga see her, f*ck her for no reason
Im the man, hoe
Run up on me, swear that draco get to spraying though
I don't give no f*ck, I'll f*ck her, then she gotta go
f*ck her, then she gotta go
Look at my chain, that b*tch is glow
Look at my ring, you know it gold

[Bridge]
f*ck that b*tch, she doing the most
f*ck that b*tch, she doing the most
Stars coming with the ghost
Stars coming with the ghost
[Verse 2]
I got money, n*ggas hate on me, why?
I got shooters, send your ass to the sky
Sipping wok, you know that sh*t it keep me high
Percs keep me high, percs keep me fly
Percs keep me high, percs keep me fly
(pop a perc, pop a perc then go berserk)
f*ck a b*tch, riding to the bank
I don't want the b*tch, because I swear to god it stank
Fendi on my body, running to the bank
Fendi on my body, running to the bank
Jumping out the Wraith, huh, stars
Jumping out the Wraith, huh, stars
Pop me a perc, I'm on Mars
Coolin wit a sister finna pour me up a 4
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