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d.b chapo - get out lyrics

[intro]
mmm, you can get out
mmm, you can get out
mmm, you can get out
you can hop up in this ride, and you can get out

[chorus]
you can hop up in this ride, and you can get out
why the f+ck you worried ’bout me, take your b+tch out
why you throwin’ grabba in, take that sh+t out
i’ma get my brodie so he know it’s time to get out
you can hop up in this ride, and you can figure that sh+t out
i ain’t finna hold your hand through nothin’, that’s without a doubt
if you got them dirty b+tches in your crib, then get ’em out
five percent the windows on the whip, i had to black ’em out

[verse]
you can hop up in this ride, and you can
you can hop up in this ride, and you can get out
why the f+ck you worried ’bout me, go and take your b+tch out
why the f+ck you throwin’ grabba in, man, take that sh+t out
i looked at my brodie, so we know it’s time to get out
i don’t want the grabba, i just want the weed
i been mixin’ up the baja with the lean
i don’t want the grabba, i just want the weed
i don’t want the grabba, i just want the weed
i been mixin’ up the baja with the lean
i been meatin’ up, go cop another freak
i just been too busy rappin’ on these beats
i just been too busy, i been rappin’ on these beats
i got out the jam, i lift the peanut b+tter seats
‘member i only havin’ ramen noodles for the eats
now i’m sippin’ back the wock and throwin’ wax inside the weed
d+mn, ayy, yeah, i’ma pour the rum
everything i roll is perfect, mr. [?] blunt
double up the wood, feel i’m drinkin’ out a stanley cup
ten racks on the powders, baby chapo make the [?]
hop out of my [?], you know that i had the [?] truck
i smoke on exotic while you rollin’ up a gram of dust
desert camo on the glock, and now the b+tch [?] as f+ck
yeah, i’ma run that damage up
i’ma run that damage up, i’ma run that damage up
[chorus]
you can hop up in this ride, and you can get out
why the f+ck you worried ’bout me, take your b+tch out
why you throwin’ grabba in, take that sh+t out
i’ma get my brodie so he know it’s time to get out
you can hop up in this ride, and you can figure that sh+t out
i ain’t finna hold your hand through nothin’, that’s without a doubt
if you got them dirty b+tches in your crib, then get ’em out
five percent the windows on the whip, i had to black ’em out

- d b chapo lyrics

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