Out Like That (feat. Rich Homie Quan & Big Bank Black)

I'm just a young nigga, don't give a fuck

Tryna run these bands up

Your bitch is a hitchhiker cause she got her thumb up

Thumbin' through a half a mil, I damn near fucked my thumb up

And I'm a multimillionaire but Gucci still can't put the bomb up

Run up on my gang, you downed

Smokin' gangsta out the pound

And if your girlfriend friend fine, Imma dick her down

I got faces, faces, faces

I go to sleep and wake up in foreign places

This shit be deep

And plus these crock of tree, it's crazy

Look at the planet, how it's overpopulated

And now they spit so many millions, fightin' cases

It's like they took food out my mouth, my momma baby

Wop

I got a cup full of pain and a blunt full of problems

And I'm feelin' like I'm goin' crazy

Got a bad bitch who's sane and she tattooed my name

Now she tryna trap me with a baby

And I ain't goin' out like that, out like that

I ain't goin' out like that, I ain't goin' out shawty

I ain't goin' out like that, out like that

I ain't goin' out like that

I gotta get me some money

Real Zone 6 nigga, you know what it is

Ain't trippin' bout no bitch nigga, penthouse how I live

Whoever made this beat nigga, shout out for the kill

And they hate that my paint wet when I ride by on the rims

And I'm killin' these niggas for real, for real, for real

And I'm tellin' you like it is, I'm here, no deal

No leader, no chill, no football, no field

And you scared bout them headshots, no gunplay, no kill

So if, you wanna make it happen faster

I got your main bitch, that pussy fat and it's clappin' backwards

And I got big bank black with me

I got my strap with me and I got my ice for the

I got a cup full of pain and a blunt full of problems

And I'm feelin' like I'm goin' crazy

Got a bad bitch who's sane and she tattooed my name

Now she tryna trap me with a baby

And I ain't goin' out like that, out like that

I ain't goin' out like that, I ain't goin' out shawty

I ain't goin' out like that, out like that

I ain't goin' out like that

I gotta get me some money

She dead wrong, you're dead ass wrong

Bitch you know that ain't my baby, stop textin' my phone

Got a shoe fetish, got designer fetish

On my grind 24 cause I gots to get it

Ain't goin' out bad, I don't rep flags

It's mob shit to the death, Godfather swag

These niggas so phony, these niggas so phony

Everything around me Gucci, I got rich homies

The streets starved me, could never bar me

Homeboy your mission impossible tryna rob me

Brrat brrat brrat, I leave you layin' flat

You got the whole city against you playin' with that

I got a cup full of pain and a blunt full of problems

And I'm feelin' like I'm goin' crazy

Got a bad bitch who's sane and she tattooed my name

Now she tryna trap me with a baby

And I ain't goin' out like that, out like that

I ain't goin' out like that, I ain't goin' out shawty

I ain't goin' out like that, out like that

I ain't goin' out like that

I gotta get me some money