Out East

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah Ayy Ayy And I just— [Chorus] Triple up, double my profit You ain't on shit, be honest Cup too thick, can't function I'm sippin' all of this lean, need crutches Uh, come in but please don't touch shit Can't tell this bitch a thing when I rush shit And she fucking Won't give her back, I'm USHER And I ain't even say shit but she flustered Why the fuck am I fly at a luncheon? Nigga, I don't know I was by myself on a long road I'm just countin' these racks on these bozos Rick Owens put a nigga in a chokehold One-K for my belt, that's a low blow She done told her friends all about me Now they wanna fuck me when I'm out east [Verse] No stopping Young nigga still movin' mountains, huh Niggas too soft like powdеr, uh We'll beat the brains right out him, uh You niggas rеally chirpin' at a ounce DoorDash, we'll bring it to yo' house More cash 'cause I'm scared of runnin' out I'm just doin' my thing right now I'm just playin' this game right now These niggas, they tried to put knife in my back and then stabbed me like I didn't know, uh Bet the red tips will hit ya head and drop that boy down to the floor Niggas be watching so we got a code Just say what you need 'cause we got it for low They get the feds while we kick down yo' door 7.62, bet it kick out his soul [Chorus] Triple up, double my profit You ain't on shit, be honest Cup-Cup too thick, can't function I'm sippin' all of this lean, need crutches Uh, come in but please don't touch shit Can't tell this bitch a thing when I rush shit And she fucking Won't give her back, I'm USHER And I ain't even say shit but she flustered Why the fuck am I fly at a luncheon? Nigga, I don't know I was by myself on a long road I'm just countin' these racks on these bozos Rick Owens put a nigga in a chokehold One-K for my belt, that's a low blow She done told her friends all about me Now they wanna fuck me when I'm out east