Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song ØUTLAW , by - DC The Don. Release date: 19.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
ØUTLAW |
| And I got OUTLAW on my jacket, I wrap that bitch down in VLONE |
| Tryna pick up for my side 'cause this shit gon' put me in a bad zone |
| She said I cursed you, I wrote your name down, I put that shit down into stone |
| I don’t hate you, I’m simply confused, I been up, I been tryna right all my |
| wrongs |
| No more, tryna put down all my phones |
| Leave me and nobody home |
| Shawty gon' make me watch the throne |
| And she bad, yeah, she bad to the bone |
| Shawty gon' make me cash my own |
| Trying to find my diamonds, Sierra Leone |
| It don’t make no sense how you so damn grown |
| Can somebody get me out this home? |
| (Yeah) |
| I ain’t buggin', I just need a loan |
| I tried to call you but I just got the tone (What?) |
| You not reliable, that shit was shown |
| Where the chicken, girl? |
| I’m tryna bone (Yeah) |
| Yeah, I just said that shit off the dome |
| Making these hits gon' put me on (What?) |
| In the studio up all night (Woah) |
| I’m alright, yeah, a little, not quite (Woah) |
| Ain’t no sin, I been getting deprived |
| I don’t know, man, I cannot decide (Let's go) |
| I’m in a very fast car, red light (Skrrt) |
| Losing memory high as a kite (Skrrt-skrrt) |
| So irrational, I wanna try |
| Fuck your feelings and fuck your advice |
| No more (Yeah, yeah, woah) |
| Dead inside |
| Tryna shoot me, you missed me twice |
| Hella opp shit gets me tight |
| And I got OUTLAW on my jacket, I wrap that bitch down in VLONE (Yeah) |
| Tryna pair up with my whoadies, music shit finna put us on (Let's go) |
| I cannot wait, I’m ecstatic (What?) |
| Made my mama cry, she so dramatic (Woah) |
| Tryna get it now I cannot panic |
| Make it proper 'fore both of us vanish |
| 808s boomin', it’s making me manage (Yeah) |
| I don’t care telling me that I’m mannish |
| I’ma just blame all that shit on my damage |
| Girl, you tripping on God, yep, damn near outlandish |
| And yeah, I’m summin' your knot like Slip |
| Tryna match up my moods with my fits |
| Rock the stage out, I feel like I’m Kiss |
| Drummer on me, it’s matching my Ricks, woah |
| Okay, I’m choppin' that bitch like Slick |
| Shoutout Jake One, that nigga don’t miss |
| Bought a dog, yeah, that nigga a pit |
| Turn the girl’s man to a motherfucking lick, yeah |
| I got a show, leave my ass alone |
| I been roamin' around, I been 'round |
| She finna blow me, she play the trombone (Oh-oh, oh-oh) |
| Yellow diamonds double C |
| I’ma dub when I get you a loan |
| Making these hits gon' put me on (Let's go) |
| Yeah, broski off the dope |
| I’m in Zombie land, Emma Stone |
| It went poof and then he gone |
| And we got chopsticks, chopsticks, yeah girl, that ching chong |
| So what are these niggas here on? |
| Ayy bruh the king, I’m taking the throne |
| I got bad habits, I’m taking it on |
| Small world pays on |
| Let’s out, gettin' on |
| Get bullies pay it on |
| I fucked it up, no mistaking this song |
| Bad man, bangs gone |
| Too tight hang on |
| I’ma take the chain home |
| And I got OUTLAW on my jacket, I wrap that bitch down in VLONE |
| Tryna pick up for my side 'cause this shit gon' put me in a bad zone |
| She said I cursed you, I wrote your name down, I put that shit down into stone |
| I don’t hate you, I’m simply confused, I been up, I been tryna right all my |
| wrongs |
| No more, tryna put down all my phones |
| Leave me and nobody home |
| Shawty gon' make me watch the throne |
| And she bad, yeah, she bad to the bone |
| Shawty gon' make me cash my own |
| She the first and these bitches is clones |
| It don’t make no sense how you so damn grown |
| Broski off the dope |
| No more, no more |
| Oh yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |