​​out of bounds lyrics

[Verse]
pus*y know I'm never hiding, I be out of bounds
Draw down on a veteran tryna earn yo' f*ckin' stripes
I might take yo' zaza
Trap in the daytime, pus*y can't trap at night
When we first started, sh*t was goin' left, now sh*t goin' right
Thought I was lackin', thought I ain't even had my trip, b*tch, I got my pipe
Lil' gang say we some rich shooters, I'm some like 50 Cent
Swiss cheese the car with fifty rounds, his whip got fifty dents
Fine sh*t keep tugging on my denim, I think she sending hints
pus*y boy think I didn't change, b*tch, I got plenty sense
If I see you, you gon' run, so stop that f*ckin' cappin'
b*tch, I'll pop a hothead, b*tch, you ain't getting active
Fifty-seven guns, we can't lack, we got plenty guns
And you bеtter run, dodgin' hollows, that sh*t won't be fun
They know lil' Lazеr smoke on zaza, I can't do no four feet
They think lil' Lazer finna pop, now everybody know me
pus*y say he got smoke with Lil Fast, we got more sh*t than police
And I might just snatch a rapper bag, he better not have no Rollie
Get inside the whip and switch the V, lil' gang in the backseat rolling
Who the f*ck said we ain't got no blicks in the car?Who the f*ck said we lack?
Tryna get the sauce on all the scams, scam, sauce, tax
Zaza bags on Telegram, just tap in with this cat
Walk they gang down by myself, can't do no drill with rats
If you havin' bags, you better not let me know
Where you keep it? Better watch out for Lil Fast, we get yo' badge, you know we sneaky
n*gga beat the trap so bad, 12 might blick this b*tch this weekend
Snatching tags off my Off-White, I'm embarrassed what I spent
Fast Gang staying with artillery, we got mags in this b*tch
Show them f*ck what really goin' on inside the f*ckin' bricks
Fast gang really stepping, sh*t get really real, I might dump two-hundred shells and then I'll leave you in the field
b*tch, I want a mill', we be in the field
Try to run me down, lil' buddy leave you spilled