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lil dre6o - outta pocket lyrics

[intro]
(d+mn, mako, what the f+ck?)
d+mn, slime
tryna go up off a n+gga
tryna go up off a—
(yo, nate, this you?)
say what?
let’s do it

[chorus]
i’m tired of n+ggas stealin’ flows, tryna go up off a n+gga
if that’s your partner, gotta go, drop him inside the casket with you
come through your hood, won’t take no picture, four deep in the splatt tryna smack somethin’
you got your phone, you on the drill, that sh+t police, these n+ggas backwards, uh
stop it, that sh+t right there outta pocket
broad day, you outside with no mask, i know you tryna catch you a body
my brother be tellin’ me they ain’t on nothin’, like, twin, just tell me about it, what?
i’m keepin’ sh+t on the low whenever we f+ck, won’t tell n0body
young crew oe

[verse]
sh+t gettin’ for real
i’m finna go on tour, they know what time it is
play with the gang, know i might send some shots right where your mama live
thought sh+t was a game ’til he f+cked ’round, couldn’t come back (say what?)
i think i’m goin’ insane, naw, f+ck that, i’m finna pop out with raq (let’s do it)
let’s do it, let’s do it, let’s do it
come through a n+gga hood all by myself, no, i ain’t scared of sh+t
got a n+gga mad, i’m in my bag, he can’t get next to this
she gon’ put the whole thing in her mouth, i love a nasty b+tch
hold on, i need me a ho like s+xyy red with all that nasty sh+t
it’s okay to pop out cute, but when we home, turn off that classy sh+t
n+ggas get ’round hoes and turn to ho like, ayy, who mans is this?
i pop out with dog sh+t, get the hoes he ain’t get a chance to hit
they praise, then backdoor, can’t trust a soul, they on that slimy sh+t
i’ll f+ck ’round and pop my own family for tryna slime a jit
dissin’ on the ‘gram, but never spin, we don’t acknowledge sh+t
.308 go through a n+gga skull, he won’t survive the hit
[chorus]
i’m tired of n+ggas stealin’ flows, tryna go up off a n+gga
if that’s your partner, gotta go, drop him inside the casket with you
come through your hood, won’t take no picture, four deep in the splatt tryna smack somethin’
you got your phone, you on the drill, that sh+t police, these n+ggas backwards, uh
stop it, that sh+t right there outta pocket
broad day, you outside with no mask, i know you tryna catch you a body
my brother be tellin’ me they ain’t on nothin’, like, twin, just tell me about it, what?
i’m keepin’ sh+t on the low whenever we f+ck, won’t tell n0body
young crew oe

- lil dre6o lyrics

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