Goin’ Outta Style* lyrics

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[Verse]
Yeah, I started from nothing, I started from nothing, yeah, yeah
These b*tches be f*cking, these b*tches be f*cking, yeah (Okay)
These n*ggas keep talking, these n*ggas be ratting, yeah, yeah
I pull the stick out, and these b*tches be running, yeah, yeah
I ran up that check, I ran up that check, I ran up that check like Nike, yeah
I'm f*ckin your b*tch, I'm f*ckin your b*tch, she ridin' this di*k like a bike, yeah
And none of these b*tchеs are right, the Glock in my jeans, thеy tight
I told that b*tch that it's on sight, I nut in b*tch, then took a flight
I nut in b*tch, then took a flight, yeah, shawty gotta blow me like dynamite...

...Okay, okay, okay
Don't get me confused with that other n*gga, swear that's nothing
I be geeked as f*ck, swear to God it ain’t no gravity
I be flexin' on these f*ck n*ggas who used to flex on me
I got three hoes, feel like Destiny's Child, yeah (Okay, okay)
I got these hoes goin' wild (Okay, okay)
I'm f*ckin' these hoes like it's goin' out of style (Okay, okay, okay)
f*ckin' these hoes like it's goin' out of style (Okay, yeah, yeah, okay, okay)
I got these hoes goin' wild (Okay, yeah, okay, okay)
Uh, I got these hoes goin' wild (Okay, yeah, okay, okay)
Yeah, I got these hoes goin' wild (Okay, yeah)... ‎