| We with the fuck shit, finessin' we outa here
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| Sippin' this shit in my cup 'til I’m outa here
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| Rollin' this gas bitch, I’m, I think I’m outa here
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| Got damn
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| We with the fuck shit, finessin' we outa here
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| Sippin' this shit in my cup 'til I’m outa here
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| Rollin' my gas, bitch I think I’m outa here
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| Got damn
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| It’s a dirty game
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| I’m countin' them dirty hundreds
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| And I’m sippin' dirty
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| But the shit clear
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| Yeah, yeah
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| I’m outa here
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| Look in my cup, it’s on purple like Barney
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| Probably gon' catch this, I’m growin' reluctant
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| YSL on that bitch, V if she stuntin'
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| Holsters on me like I’m having a monster
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| They know I’m the Kraken, they know I’m the monster
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| I remix it up so I triple my dope
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| Quadruple your money, you not really stunting
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| I got what you want and I’m plotting a hundred
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| It’s OGG bitch and we gone off the regular
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| We ain’t fuckin' with no fakers
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| Real paper when you see 'em
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| Better nigga; |
| I’m a genie, yeah yeah
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| I’m makin' three wishes yeah I’m gettin' money
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| We winnin', we winnin', my niggas keep stuntin'
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| We with the function, finessin' we outa here
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| Sippin' this shit in my cup 'til I’m outa here
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| Rollin' this dab bitch, I’m, I think I’m outa here
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| Got damn
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| We with the fuck shit, finessin' we outa here
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| Sippin' this shit in my cup 'til I’m outa here
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| Rollin' dabs bitch, I’m, I think I’m outa here
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| Got damn
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| It’s a dirty game
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| I’m countin' them dirty hundreds
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| Sippin' on dirty
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| But the shit’s clear
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| I think I’m on to some'
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| Cause I’m outa here
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| Deuce in my dope
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| Foreign bottles, gotta add it, pour up the driver
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| I remix and profit them dollars, I preface my convo with guala
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| Wifey and daughters get slaughtered
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| Like 21 Savage done taught em
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| Boolin' with 42 monsters
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| Blood and a crip and a somethin'
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| That food come in trucks like we sponsored
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| Gas comin' in by the bundle
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| Lower numbers make 'em ponder
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| My hoe a shooter and a gunner
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| Your hoe a eater and a cummer
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| You know I only know one language
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| Let a nigga talk, understand Danish
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| I know what he sayin'
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| I do numbers like the Matrix
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| Nigga comin' back home from the cages
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| I greet em back home from the states
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| Laughin' like how you still hate us?
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| Told him no one did no favors
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| Got it by earnin' and takin'
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| Got it by packin' them sacks in the back of the basement
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| Comin' back from destinations with vegetation, while I’m sayin' my graces,
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| hallelujah
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| My departments are savin'
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| Do 'em dirty like the Falcons and Ravens
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| And I hurry, I been lost all my patience
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| Cookin' ends and the work shit is crazy
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| We with the function, finessin' we outa here
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| And sippin' this shit in my cup 'til I’m outa here
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| Rollin' this gas bitch, I’m, I think I’m outa here
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| Got damn
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| We with the fuck shit, finessin' we outa here
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| And sippin' this shit in my cup 'til I’m outa here
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| Rollin' this gas bitch, I’m out here, I’m outa here
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| Got damn
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| It’s a dirty game
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| I’m countin' them dirty hundreds
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| And I’m sippin' dirty
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| But the shit’s clear
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| I’m out here |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Outta Here , by - OG Maco. Song from the album The Lord of Rage, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп