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2016 - outchea lyrics

[verse 1]
f-ck a benz n-gga
i just wanna chase this bread with my f-ckin friends n-gga
got millies more than kilo rice n-gga
finna go f-ck up some bands get myself some ice n-gga

[verse 2]
and we really on the block aye
i was finna dip but yo b-tch she want me to stay, yuh
and a n-gga really blowin pounds any n-gga f-ck with me imma blow a hundred rounds, yuh
and these n-ggas really be some clowns, one more n-gga test me show him how that choppa sound
lil n-gga don’t fear don’t be losing balance
my team getting checks while you still get allowance
but lil n-gga that ain’t me i ain’t tryna flex, but you can catch me in the street blowing hundred racks
and all these rappin -ss n-ggas flow is what they lack, kicked yo b-tch out my crib and she came right back
i got thousand bands so you know i never worry
with the glock never miss like i’m stephen curry
been off the lean n-gga vision really blurry, why you tweakin n-gga why yo mans in a hurry
tryna get this money n-gga i ain’t never stoppin, in the streets top droppin you know how i’m rockin
on insta hoe blockin cause they c-ck rockin
rollie on my wrist flockin, it be tick tockin
yo b-tch on my line n-gga she can’t stop talking, leave the house strapped up you know how i’m walking, with the pistol cl!ck clack you know how i’m c-ckin, had yo b-tch legs open before i put my c-ck in

[bridge]
yo plan was to get the guap well that’s my plan too
yo b-tch had nappy hair so i bought her cantu
thinking u can spit bars well i can too
and switching up on the bros is something i can’t do
play with one of us n-gga we’ll bring the whole crew
punch yo face up n-gga we’ll leave it blue
or make that choppa sneeze n-gga like it got a flu
and if popo ask bout you we ain’t got a clue

[chorus]
and the flow, can’t be topped yeah
we really be f-cking n-gga’s b-tches outchea
n-ggas really getting merked for some percs that’s outchea
got yo baby mama and i f-cked her on the couch yeah
n-ggas in the street better mind they business outchea before we find the meat
know it’s beef with n-ggas outchea, so quit talking sh-t before we pullin triggers outchea
f-cked yo baby mama and she had to yell ouch yeah!

- 2016 lyrics

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