ams - out here lyrics
you ain’t bangin’ on us, like what the f-ck have you done?
you ain’t never try bang on us, like why the f-ck did you run?
this sh-t is bants and it’s just fun
smokin’ ammi goes to my lung
say they be winning, but you ain’t won
we be out here and you’re done
we be out here and you’re done
you ain’t bangin’ on us, like what the f-ck have you done?
you ain’t never try bang on us, like why the f-ck did you run?
this sh-t is bants and it’s just fun
smokin’ ammi goes to my lung
say they be winning, but you ain’t won
we be out here and you’re done
trust me, like i know what i do, this ain’t out of the blue
leave man with not a clue, ever say that i’m coming on route?
no, with my guys we can’t lose, we ain’t really got a lot to prove
if you try anything, move
put a sideting on mute, why she tryna call me boo? you know that i see straight through
we aim, aim to shoot
aim, aim at the yute. you know what to do, buss one or i might buss two
on me? are you on to who? it’s that what you’re saying isn’t true
if you’re on man don’t try chat, and your guys ain’t got your back
you know me, i don’t try to lack and broski finessed that pack
all that for a healthy stack, know that i keep on track
and i want to see momo raps, trust me like that’s a big fact
and i wanna see wallets fat, i’ll see that when i’m dressed in black
like why you tryna act and that? sell you to a pack and that
you ain’t got no line, it’s wack, why chat? head of smack and that?
move loose, come chat and that, move loose come chat and that
if you need it give me a shout, best believe there’s no draught
moretime i be blowing over loud, back shots, i go in, i go out
it’s amz on the ting, i’m about
finesse the ting with that doubt
trust me trust me, you don’t want clout
trust me trust me, you don’t want clout
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you ain’t bangin’ on us, like what the f-ck have you done?
you ain’t never try bang on us, like why the f-ck did you run?
this sh-t is bants and it’s just fun
smokin’ ammi goes to my lung
say they be winning, but you ain’t won
we be out here and you’re done
you ain’t bangin’ on us, like what the f-ck have you done?
you ain’t never try bang on us, like why the f-ck did you run?
this sh-t is bants and it’s just fun
smokin’ ammi goes to my lung
say they be winning, but you ain’t won
we be out here and you’re done
holla plugs, then i do my ting
non stop, cos my phone go ring
’nuff tings in the ends that i sling, we took up more bags than king
so you know what i bring, don’t tell me where i’ve been
imma young king, wid a lot of links
so i’ll let people think, allow pack it, it always stinks
smokin’ meds and in my stoney bling, best believe issa pursey ting
sorry when i get over i swing, at the end of the day i still win
regardless if it gets grim, violate? i’ll put blade through skin
chef a opp, people all had us in, i got out and then i go in
i ain’t tryna get locked in bin, i trap like, where do i begin?
i don’t wanna see p that’s thin, fat stacks will make me grin
you know me i push weight, no gym
you know me i push weight, no gym
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