Out That Jam lyrics

[Intro: Mikey Dollaz]
Mm, uh, yeah
(Dave The King)
I'll be out this time tomorrow, n*gga
I'll be out this time tomorrow, n*gga
Say I'll be out this time tomorrow, n*gga
(Timmy Da HitMan)

[Chorus: Mikey Dollaz]
I got shooters in my section (Baow)
And he gon' need a blessing if I shoot him with my weapon (Bah-bah, bah-bah)
(Bah-bah, bah-bah)
It's Chiraq what I'm reppin' (Bah, bah)
And I'ma rep it well (Bah, bah), money put up just for bail (Bah, bah)
So I'll be out that jam tomorrow, n*gga (Bah, bah)
So I'll be out that jam tomorrow, n*gga (Bah-bah, bah-bah)
Chiraq what I'm reppin' (Uh)
And I'ma rep it well, money put up just for bail (Go)

[Verse 1: Mikey Dollaz & FBG Duck]
Got some n*ggas with me that be down to blow (Drill)
I be thirsty just to drill a ho (Bah)
Shootin' sh*t, no camera, though (Baow)
Phatts World where I'd rather go
Got bond money, I'll be out the jam (Phatts World)
Taxin' n*ggas like Uncle Sam
Thirty-popper, I'ma put ya down
The banger on me make no sound
Got Black with me, Duck with me (Squad)
Send shots at his buck-fifty (Baow)
Opp n*ggas can't f*ck with me (Therm)
When I sign, I'ma f*ck Nicki (What?)
Shots fired, better duck quickly (Baow)
Can't love a b*tch, no cuff in me (What?)
Killin' sh*t, no luck with me (What?)
n*ggas know they can't f*ck with me (Gang)
[Verse 2: FBG Duck]
I ain't really with the talkin'
What the f*ck did you just say to me, n*gga?
Better not play with me, n*gga
I stay with the Glock or the 'K with me, n*gga
The Nina be beatin' the f*ck out of n*ggas, that b*tch a abuser
You can get wiped with the mop or get stretched with the ruler
Most of these n*ggas my sons
Lil' n*gga, I been grown
n*ggas be sayin', "We gettin' on"
n*gga, we been on
Now that he see that his b*tch gone, he wanna see fists thrown
I'm throwin' these bullets until they hit everyone right in the end zone, gang

[Chorus: Mikey Dollaz & I.L Will]
I got shooters in my section (Baow)
And he gon' need a blessing if I shoot him with my weapon (Bah-bah, bah-bah)
(Bah-bah, bah-bah)
It's Chiraq what I'm reppin' (Bah, bah)
And I'ma rep it well (Bah, bah), money put up just for bail (Bah, bah)
So I'll be out that jam tomorrow, n*gga (Bah, bah)
So I'll be out that jam tomorrow, n*gga (Bah-bah, bah-bah)
Chiraq what I'm reppin'
And I'ma rep it well, money put up just for bail (I.L, it's the mack, b*tch)

[Verse 3: I.L Will & Billionaire Black]
I keep a Smith & Wesson (Baow)
Stacks up on my necklace (Let's get it)
Get brain like a professor (Damn)
Headshot, you need a blessing (Bah-bah, bah-bah)
Pop him if he flexin' (Damn)
Shooters in my section (Let's get it)
Bad b*tches, I be sexin' (Chea)
f*ck 'em and forget 'em (Woo)
Nine under my pillow (Yeah)
All I know is yayo
Kill a instrumental (Yeah)
More cheese than Alfredo
Boy, don't pass me that reggo
I'm smokin' on that stank, ho (Dope)
Got a foreign b*tch, she fuego (Woah)
She just flew in from Barbados (Clout God)
[Verse 4: Billionaire Black]
Spend a band on some Giuseppe's (Band up)
Come outside, b*tch, I'm a boss (Clout up)
Clout God, I am a heckler (Clout God)
Got wings on G30s with beams, I'm flyer than a jester
Disrespect the gang, swear, this sh*t gon' get so hectic (Gang members only)
My shooters, they so reckless (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
I got money out the anus (Band up)
Smokin' dope and drinkin'
Fell in love with Ben Franklin (Band up)
I'm steady rollin' gas, man, you know this sh*t stinkin' (Let's get it)
Thirties to his head, blow out everything he thinkin' (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
Them bullets get to rainin' (Gang)

[Chorus: Mikey Dollaz]
I got shooters in my section (Baow)
And he gon' need a blessing if I shoot him with my weapon (Bah-bah, bah-bah)
(Bah-bah, bah-bah)
It's Chiraq what I'm reppin' (Bah, bah)
And I'ma rep it well (Bah, bah), money put up just for bail (Bah, bah)
So I'll be out that jam tomorrow, n*gga (Bah, bah)
So I'll be out that jam tomorrow, n*gga (Bah-bah, bah-bah)
Chiraq what I'm reppin'
And I'ma rep it well, money put up just for bail (Bah-bah)