Out My Face

Lyrics

Suicides on the door I was suicidal yeah I made waves with my music like I'm tidal yeah I got yo bitch tucked up waiting on my arrival yeah Got a couple bands in my in waistband thicker than a bible yeah Turn that pussy to a wasteland ain't no survival ouu I'll turn yo man to wasteman cause he rival eh My dick dead but dis chick head to good revival I could prolly on smash her friend shawty like a model ouu I'm swimming in the blue green Drown in double d's Yea I'm titty fiend My racks plenty My bags never empty She loves Fendi and beauty by Fenty She gets 40 shades Oh ya Fuck out my face If she freaky she gets 50 shades Fuck out my face Oh ya Only look at the price to make sure you ain't Tryna Jugg me I grew up finessing Now I'm investing No, my pressure No need to save her Make me a trust fund Cause I don't trust no one Ain't got the problems cause I don't have any problems I had to get it without em Now they just want an allowance Heck'y nah 2x I go Kanye no college Fuckin crazy you a shooter but your gun got no bodies I see why these niggas always Hatin on me My drip Gucci Fendi and some other shit I can't say When the money talking, I just can't look away So, all you lil bitches get the fuck out my face Fuck out my face Fuck out my face Get the fuck out my face Fuck out my face Fuck out my face Get the fuck out my face Fuck out my face Fuck out my face Get the fuck out my face Fuck out my face Fuck out my face Get the fuck out my face