Get Out More lyrics

[Intro]
Trauma Tone

[Chorus]
Hackin' this sh*t, extendin' that info
One percent tint on my window
Inside the coupe blowin' on indo
Got cheap prices on real good out-do
Always at the studio, I should get out mo'
Always in trouble, I should get out mo'
These n*ggas tickle me, just like Elmo
Feelin' like The Rock servin' people elbow
Dark web money free like a free throw
She done popped Perc, now she in keyed-mode
Gran Coupe Bimmer, push the sh*t Sport mode
I'ma send a bale, dirt through zip codes
Look at me, can't handle these bit loads
I ain't talkin' Dell when I'm speakin' on Frisco
Futuristic, I call the sh*t gizmo
Bought it from a German, I got it in crypto
Hackin' this sh*t, lookin' out the window
Burn off the showroom, west coast bimbo
I was broke as hell, I was in limbo
I just wanna slice, more bread like Kimbo
I'ma park a big rig at my house
Then call the game, we'll empty it out
When I was down ain't nobody helped out
n*ggas all crossed so a n*gga held out
[Verse]
If I go behind the walls, I'ma get bailed out
Me and Shawn caught, we'll come same route
Every time the game come sh*t sell out
Turn your music down when you pull in my yard
I'll push a n*gga that's out, on God
Most of these n*ggas out here be fraud
Tripods and flash you'll jump like a grashopper
Pull up in a Range, the Velar, that's karma
Out their house with their baes and they hatin'
VPN on so the boys can't track me
Trainin' my son by the laptop to practice
Breakin' them codes, my young nerds crack 'em
Shooter inside come, may need bail
Got them shoes, you're broke and upscale
Big mama just pulled up to the jail
She gon' make sure a n*gga make it, get bail
I just made 50K from a gateway
On cyberspace from a encrypted site
Now I'm lovin' the internet life
Clay Fendi wallet contain my swipe
Swipe that through quick the other night
Did two hours, let you swipe for a flight

[Chorus]
Hackin' this sh*t, extendin' that info
One percent tint on my window
Inside the coupe blowin' on indo
Got cheap prices on real good out-do
Always at the studio, I should get out mo'
Always in trouble, I should get out mo'
These n*ggas tickle me, just like Elmo
Feelin' like The Rock servin' people elbow
Dark web money free like a free throw
She done popped Perc, now she in keyed-mode
Gran Coupe Bimmer, push the sh*t Sport mode
I'ma send a bale, dirt through zip codes
Look at me, can't handle these bit loads
I ain't talkin' Dell when I'm speakin' on Frisco
Futuristic, I call the sh*t gizmo
Bought it from a German, I got it in crypto
Hackin' this sh*t, lookin' out the window
Burn off the showroom, west coast bimbo
I was broke as hell, I was in limbo
I just wanna slice, more bread like Kimbo
I'ma park a big rig at my house
Then call the game, we'll empty it out
When I was down ain't nobody helped out
n*ggas all crossed so a n*gga held out