yonnyotaku - we outta pocket lyrics
[intro]
yooo, n+ggas really back
n0body sleep fool, long+ass blinks yall remember that
(yeah)
we back, we back
(uh, aye)
[verse 1]
i just came back with like two different b+tches (fr)
ice on my neck keep me freezing i’m glistening (bling+bling)
n+ggas’s be preaching like they was religious (f+ck)
fill em with 5s and burn em like witches
step on a beat we ain’t taking no breaks (no breaks)
she said she love never seen her face (the f+ck)
bumps on his head like he fell down from grace (uh+huh)
keep your ego in check or i’ll put you in place (yeah, yeah)
stayin chanel till the day that i die (chanel)
you miss yo mans d+mn check channel 5 (uh+huh)
white b+tches tweaking like they snorting lines (cocaine)
makin excuses d+mn stop k!lling time (it’s lit)
pockets be hungry they never get full
red dot on his head make him scary no bull (ooo)
shawty be acting like she hard to pull (what? what?)
next day with my brodie acting like a fool
[chorus]
aye, uh we outta pocket aye, aye
we outta pocket aye
we outta pocket aye, aye
we outta pocket aye
whippin the foreign copped that (copped that)
smoking the gas good pack (woo)
f+ck out my face step back (step back)
you a disgrace dont come back (f+ck)
we outta pocket aye, aye
we outta pocket aye
we outta pocket aye, aye
we outta pocket aye
whippin the foreign copped that (copped that)
smoking the gas good pack (woo)
f+ck out my face step back (step back)
you a disgrace dont come back (f+ck)
[verse 2]
1,2,3 to the 4
one is ya girl so i’m letting her go (bye+bye)
shawty was bad call her mullato
crossing off three like i’m winning the lotto
(uhh) hi my name yonny go by otaku (wassup)
have ya girl slurp on my meat like a taco (yeah)
(uhh) gripping the 40 call that my shorty
she wanna f+ck with ya life like she’s h+rny
aye lean when i walk (what?)
talk how i talk (what?)
get to the bag now they all wanna flock (what?)
watching my moves they got eyes like a hawk (yeah)
said my drip like its b+tter like sam with the sock (aye,ok)
walk out the bank with like 200 hunnid+sum (huhh)
these n+ggas lames these n+ggas my sons (woo)
smoke bout a pound gas all in the air (so high)
your diamonds fugazzi you got em from claires (they fake)
yo shawty ran thru the block like she a cheetah (vroom vroom)
said you not in love but ya mom wanna meet her (what?)
shoutout my boy john that n+gga the don (yeah)
pull up with three shooters like he having fun (aye)
play life like a game like its 0+1
like n+gga you get it i already won
so, we outta pocket, yeah we outta pocket
yeah we outta pocket, yeah we outta pocket
[chorus]
aye, uh we outta pocket aye, aye
we outta pocket aye
we outta pocket aye, aye
we outta pocket aye
whippin the foreign copped that
smoking the gas good pack
f+ck out my face step back
you a disgrace dont come back
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