Out of State
(Memphis Track Boy)
(I got my beats straight from Reign)
(Let's go)
Finesse
Hold up (hold up), I thought we had an agreement (thought that we had a contract)
I got a bitch I just wanna hit, so why the fuck we even speakin'? (Huh?)
Keep that shit gangster (shh)
I gave you a tip, I thanked you (I thanked you)
I told you I loved you so you could go harder (Finesse)
Bitch, I pranked you, fuck you think this is? (Fuck you think?)
One ain't work, I pop another pill (yeah)
Throw back a edible, pop a seal (woo)
Big body kit with the top off in traffic
I'm sittin' at the light like I'm Uncle Phil (no top)
I'm August Alsina, he Will Smith (he Will Smith)
They thought I was gone, I'm still here (I was gone, I'm back)
I hit her up a couple of hours ago (go that way)
Why the fuck is she still here?
Rockin' Buscemi 'cause I got this shit on lock (shit on lock)
I fall off, I'ma go out like Fetty Wap (like Fetty Wap)
Pull up in Memphis with choppers and set up shop (set up shop)
Five hoes with tricks at the Marriott (the Marriott)
I ain't never ever flexin'
I go get the money, invest it, like fuck a new necklace (like fuck a new necklace)
Fuckin' the game with no rubber, my pockets on pregnant
I walk with a wobble, I'm sexy (with a wobble, I'm sexy)
When I wrote this verse, I was DMing Megan (DMing Megan)
She actin' faithful, won't open my mentions (won't open my mentions)
Flexin' like she don't wan' come off no money (come off no money)
But she break it off when I get in her presence (when I get in her presence)
I make her pay for the D, it's a fee
I'm a motherfuckin' P, I can't go for the free (can't go for the free)
You bought her pussy, she brought it to me
I'm from M to the C, R.I.P. Double D
Her cat fat as fuck, but this bitch ain't a cougar
And she eat the dick, it sound like she eat noodles
Strap on my shoulder like I play the tuba (like I play the tuba)
Shoutout to my soldiers, I gotta solute 'em (shoutout to my soldiers, I gotta solute 'em)
If she 'bout her money, I gotta recruit her (I gotta recruit her)
And when we maneuver, she keep her a Ruger (she keep her a Ruger)
I ate her cake, let her sit on my face
Beat her back out of place, then I back out of state (two of 'em)
Her cat fat as fuck, but this bitch ain't a cougar
And she eat the dick, it sound like she eat noodles
Strap on my shoulder like I play the tuba (like I play the tuba)
Shoutout to my soldiers, I gotta solute 'em (shoutout to my soldiers, I gotta solute 'em)
If she 'bout her money, I gotta recruit her (I gotta recruit her)
And when we maneuver, she keep her a Ruger (she keep her a Ruger)
I ate her cake, let her sit on my face
Beat her back out of place, then I back out of state (I'm gone)