If he f*ckin' typin' on his phone it's gon' get graphic
I ain't even used to have no f*ckin' bread, now it stretch like latex
Coochie fat, her coochie bald, it ain't got no acne
F*ckin' fillin' 'em up with led for all that capping
I'm doin' this shit for her, so I don't know why she laughing
I'd rather die than to f*ck with you, bitch you be acting, ah
You give extra for all that f*ckin' around, i'm taxing
I ain't rich yet, ain't no kickin' back or relaxin'
Got the whole gang wit' that bitch, she eatin' us up like Pac-Man
Yeah, if we can't get to you, up bullets right at yo dad, man
Kill yo brother, that shit so sad, my nigga, what happened?
I ain't have to buy another bag since my last, since my last, man
My old bitch was worried 'bout how her bag
And how her lashes look
All my young niggas spin at night, just like Babadook
Nigga so goddamn broke, still cryin' bout what his daddy do
I was goin' so damn fast, I couldn't even see you when I passed you
She left me for him, he ain't got no swag, and he trash to
Try and talk bad on Only Way Out, my niggas attack you
Try and talk bad on Only Way Out, my niggas attack you
If he f*ckin' typin' on his phone it's gon' get graphic
I ain't even used to have no f*ckin' bread, now it stretch like latex
Coochie fat, her coochie bald, it ain't got no acne
F*ckin' fillin' 'em up with led for all that capping
I'm doin' this shit for her, so I don't know why she laughing
I'd rather die than to f*ck with you, bitch you be acting, ah
You give extra for all that f*ckin' around, i'm taxing
I ain't rich yet, ain't no kickin' back or relaxin'
Got the whole gang wit' that bitch, she eatin' us up like Pac-Man
Yeah, if we can't get to you, up bullets right at yo dad, man
Kill yo brother, that shit so sad, my nigga, what happened?
I ain't have to buy another bag since my last, since my last, man
My old bitch was worried 'bout how her bag
And how her lashes look
All my young niggas spin at night, just like Babadook
Nigga so goddamn broke, still cryin' bout what his daddy do
I was goin' so damn fast, I couldn't even see you when I passed you
She left me for him, he ain't got no swag, and he trash to
Try and talk bad on Only Way Out, my niggas attack you
Try and talk bad on Only Way Out, my niggas attack you
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If he f*ckin' typin' on his phone it's gon' get graphic
I ain't even used to have no f*ckin' bread, now it stretch like latex
Coochie fat, her coochie bald, it ain't got no acne
F*ckin' fillin' 'em up with led for all that capping
I'm doin' this shit for her, so I don't know why she laughing
I'd rather die than to f*ck with you, bitch you be acting, ah
You give extra for all that f*ckin' around, i'm taxing
I ain't rich yet, ain't no kickin' back or relaxin'
Got the whole gang wit' that bitch, she eatin' us up like Pac-Man
Yeah, if we can't get to you, up bullets right at yo dad, man
Kill yo brother, that shit so sad, my nigga, what happened?
I ain't have to buy another bag since my last, since my last, man
My old bitch was worried 'bout how her bag
And how her lashes look
All my young niggas spin at night, just like Babadook
Nigga so goddamn broke, still cryin' bout what his daddy do
I was goin' so damn fast, I couldn't even see you when I passed you
She left me for him, he ain't got no swag, and he trash to
Try and talk bad on Only Way Out, my niggas attack you
Try and talk bad on Only Way Out, my niggas attack you
If he f*ckin' typin' on his phone it's gon' get graphic
I ain't even used to have no f*ckin' bread, now it stretch like latex
Coochie fat, her coochie bald, it ain't got no acne
F*ckin' fillin' 'em up with led for all that capping
I'm doin' this shit for her, so I don't know why she laughing
I'd rather die than to f*ck with you, bitch you be acting, ah
You give extra for all that f*ckin' around, i'm taxing
I ain't rich yet, ain't no kickin' back or relaxin'
Got the whole gang wit' that bitch, she eatin' us up like Pac-Man
Yeah, if we can't get to you, up bullets right at yo dad, man
Kill yo brother, that shit so sad, my nigga, what happened?
I ain't have to buy another bag since my last, since my last, man
My old bitch was worried 'bout how her bag
And how her lashes look
All my young niggas spin at night, just like Babadook
Nigga so goddamn broke, still cryin' bout what his daddy do
I was goin' so damn fast, I couldn't even see you when I passed you
She left me for him, he ain't got no swag, and he trash to
Try and talk bad on Only Way Out, my niggas attack you
Try and talk bad on Only Way Out, my niggas attack you
I ain't even used to have no f*ckin' bread, now it stretch like latex
Coochie fat, her coochie bald, it ain't got no acne
F*ckin' fillin' 'em up with led for all that capping
I'm doin' this shit for her, so I don't know why she laughing
I'd rather die than to f*ck with you, bitch you be acting, ah
You give extra for all that f*ckin' around, i'm taxing
I ain't rich yet, ain't no kickin' back or relaxin'
Got the whole gang wit' that bitch, she eatin' us up like Pac-Man
Yeah, if we can't get to you, up bullets right at yo dad, man
Kill yo brother, that shit so sad, my nigga, what happened?
I ain't have to buy another bag since my last, since my last, man
My old bitch was worried 'bout how her bag
And how her lashes look
All my young niggas spin at night, just like Babadook
Nigga so goddamn broke, still cryin' bout what his daddy do
I was goin' so damn fast, I couldn't even see you when I passed you
She left me for him, he ain't got no swag, and he trash to
Try and talk bad on Only Way Out, my niggas attack you
Try and talk bad on Only Way Out, my niggas attack you
If he f*ckin' typin' on his phone it's gon' get graphic
I ain't even used to have no f*ckin' bread, now it stretch like latex
Coochie fat, her coochie bald, it ain't got no acne
F*ckin' fillin' 'em up with led for all that capping
I'm doin' this shit for her, so I don't know why she laughing
I'd rather die than to f*ck with you, bitch you be acting, ah
You give extra for all that f*ckin' around, i'm taxing
I ain't rich yet, ain't no kickin' back or relaxin'
Got the whole gang wit' that bitch, she eatin' us up like Pac-Man
Yeah, if we can't get to you, up bullets right at yo dad, man
Kill yo brother, that shit so sad, my nigga, what happened?
I ain't have to buy another bag since my last, since my last, man
My old bitch was worried 'bout how her bag
And how her lashes look
All my young niggas spin at night, just like Babadook
Nigga so goddamn broke, still cryin' bout what his daddy do
I was goin' so damn fast, I couldn't even see you when I passed you
She left me for him, he ain't got no swag, and he trash to
Try and talk bad on Only Way Out, my niggas attack you
Try and talk bad on Only Way Out, my niggas attack you
Writer: Laveon-D’zha Hunt
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid