Outta Town lyrics

[Intro]

[Hook x2: JusJayR]
You know I had to up my bands
I had to jugg, had to finesse
Man I been in and out of town just tryna stretch it with the wrist
Put my team on to a check, beat the hustle they on flex
I put the 30 in the Tec and went and bought my b*tch a vest

[Verse 1: JusJayR]
Man if a n*gga ever cross me then he got to pay the price
Once you f*ck up then you gone and you can't even make it right
I'ma fly the b*tch in time you know why cause my paper right
[?] f*ck then guess well she can stay the night
n*ggas wouldn't know the half, I get the sh*t in in the state
Hand to hand, the middleman, my n*gga I got plenty cake
If it's [?] then know man I'm gon' serve it anyway
I pour a fo' and sip it slow, then I just lean and meditate
Everyday it cost [?] how they get some heavy cake
I got some youngins in the trap and they all pushing heavy weight
Got my white b*tch in the trap and she make sure the fetti straight
Never questioning my ways, she's just doing what I say

[Hook x2: JusJayR]
You know I had to up my bands
I had to jugg, had to finesse
Man I been in and out of town just tryna stretch it with the wrist
Put my team on to a check, beat the hustle they on flex
I put the 30 in the Tec and went and bought my b*tch a vest
[Verse 2: Mar90's]
Two Glocks to the sky like I'm Tomb Raider
Ran up in his crib I feel like I'm on Room Raiders
Do lil' shawty in the couch cause 12 just tried to raid us
Messin' up this purple I feel like I am a Laker
In the kitchen going crazy, thought I was a baker
In the kitchen going crazy, thought I was a baker
I'm countin' this guap, I might cop a drop
I'm pimpin' these b*tches, parked up in the parkin' lot

[Verse 3: ThouxanbandFauni]
f*ck all of you n*ggas is quiet
My n*ggas they pull up in slience
My pistol, yeah they are the silence
All of you n*ggas is hidin'
My n*ggas they never be hidin'
You n*ggas be wearin' disguises
Why would I buy? Why would I buy if my n*ggas supply?
I know that these f*ck n*ggas lyin'
I know that these f*ck n*ggas lyin'
All of my n*ggas is ridin', all of you n*ggas is dyin'
All of my n*ggas is flyin', bullets they gon' get to flyin'
I can never be a lame, blow your brain I'ma aim
Your b*tch she gon' give me brain, b*tches I cannot maintain
Money I make it maintain, bought a new pinky ring
I know that these b*tches gon' change
My heart gonna change
When I'm done with that b*tch you best believe my bed she gon' change
[Hook x2: JusJayR]
You know I had to up my bands
I had to jugg, had to finesse
Man I been in and out of town just tryna stretch it with the wrist
Put my team on to a check, be the hustle they on flex
I put the 30 in the Tec and went and bought my b*tch a vest