Out My Face

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Yeah, uh
 Yeah, uh
 Bang
 Let a young nigga run if you stop my pay
 The Glock I spray, put 'em in that box I say
 100k get it out my safe, if you ain't talkin' money boy
 Get out my face, hey
 I'mma pull up in a porsche with a hoe in that bitch
 And (?) baby, yeah I can afford that bitch
 I swear, I'm gon' meet my jugg I'mma ball at the light
 You getting drug money yea we promotin' that shit
 Find my (?) sayin' ain't a issue
 Now I put up them trap tends let a bitch through
 I talk to Roscoe everyday like 'Hey we miss you'
 He ain't miss you that's the driver (?)
 I just dropped in the flame, and fucked up some benj's
 Money coming and going you in that bimmy
 I got some hoes and they sick (?)
 I was (?) from the city of (?)
 Let a young nigga run if you stop my pay
 The Glock I spray, put 'em in that box I say
 100k get it out my safe, if you ain't talkin' money boy
 Get out my face, hey
 I'mma pull up in a porsche with a hoe in that bitch
 And (?) baby, yeah I can afford that bitch
 I swear, I'm gon' meet my jugg I'mma ball at the light
 You getting drug money yea we promotin' that shit
 I gotta, chop off your (?)
 Fuck a, tongue bitch I'm outta lick
 Jump, jump up on that baby ribbet
 No frog, but I came out out the motherfuckin' trenches
 Dig it? Pimp her ride like X-Zibit did it
 Dig it? I'm in Japan like a fuckin' skillet
 Do you dig it? She actin' tough but I know she ain't with it
 Dig it? Dig it? She bought a cat I bought a jack kitty
 I'm showin' off out in Magic City
 Boy you a dog, I ain't droppin' twenties
 You don't show no love, you were never with it
 Raining bullets on your cars man I hope he with it
 Cause he gon' get it, oh yeah yeah yeah he gon' get it
 I'm that boy yeah yeah but I'm not kiddin'
 I asked her do she got a passport she said if she didn't I would purchase it so what I asked for it!
 Let a young nigga run if you stop my pay
 The Glock I spray, put 'em in that box I say
 100k get it out my safe, if you ain't talkin' money boy
 Get out my face, hey
 I'mma pull up in a porsche with a hoe in that bitch
 And (?) baby, yeah I can afford that bitch
 I swear, I'm gon' meet my jugg I'mma ball at the light
 You getting drug money yea we promotin' that shit
 Coming for the money the money lil nigga
 Hangin' out the one gun out he runnin' lil nigga
 Ten scrates, I'm a baller no foul on lil nigga
 Money over bitches forever, you don't want it lil nigga
 Balmain sweat drips, sag on Givenchy boy that 200 rack
 Photo 650 three bitches in a matress
 Run the city like marathon, backwoods store in chevron, shoot every gun, I never run
 21st cell like the telethon, banging heavy metal call him Megatron
 Meet me with the bullshit is what you better do, Boyz N tha Hood, young nigga with a attitude
 Bitches fuck, I give a fuck right now
 Might try me, plug and pull up right now
 Nigga I could give a damn about your ten percent, cause you could front me fifty grand and I'm getting rich
 Let a young nigga run if you stop my pay
 The Glock I spray, put 'em in that box I say
 100k get it out my safe, if you ain't talkin' money boy
 Get out my face, hey
 I'mma pull up in a porsche with a hoe in that bitch
 And (?) baby, yeah I can afford that bitch
 I swear, I'm gon' meet my jugg I'mma ball at the light
 You getting drug money yea we promotin' that shit
 

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Duration
03:27
Key
1
Tempo
104 BPM

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