Out of Your League Lyrics

Right left left right working that bitch know we smack shit

Crummy ass bitch look lit she a catfish

Big bankrolls all in amiri jeans pockets on obeast bitch like damn how them racks fit

We getting money it's trap or die like jeezy im on that shit think I need vacation

Ask turk he was there when I went in the safe gave the racks to the lawyer he spanking them cases

I need a real ass bitch i don't care if she basic

Im going talk my shit i don't care if they hating

Dead white guys with me my pockets look racist

My team shoot shit like the Indians pacers

Go head shoot your shot bitch im out of your league

This a one stop shop got watever you need

Applying that pressure these niggas can't breathe

Fuck around crack one of these niggas take a trip over seas

I get money but don't get it fucked up o point two so fast swear the shit could get violent

The bitch look good but she ain't really none like a old ass car she got too much mileage

I put it on I don't need no stylist

Grown ass man ain't getting no paper you childish

what you know bout money and violence

Drug money turn your life up shine bright like diamond

I'm outside little bitch who hiding

Nigga trap ain't none he need to see who hiring

that za got my eyes on China

Nigga keep talking that shit you going make me come find you

Dropping that lo on that ig live you better be tight young nigga what the fuck is you doing

Bitches be all on my dick like they doing they dirt Shit it's part of the game i don't care who you screwing

These niggas faking remember them nights we was dropping that shit on these bitch ass niggas uptop

Been hopping in cars we done been drop buckets in all four quadrants little nigga free flock

He think he one of them nigga you not

Two way player drop buckets and serving the lot

I got za og and serving the drop

Cook one of these scared ass niggas put his ass in a pot

My young nigga doing that fed time nigga free quan dawg

Still getting to the money they hoping I fall off

You can't understand us cause ya too soft

Nigga cross me I cross his ass back like hot sauce

No secret I'm still on that fly shit palm angles crew neck cool twelve hundred on my kicks

I be setting the trends niggas copy my outfit

You don't practice what you preach stop running your mouth bitch

Right left left right working that bitch know we smack shit

Crummy ass bitch look lit she a catfish

Big bankrolls all in amiri jeans pockets on obeast bitch like dam how them racks fit

We getting money it's trap or die like jeezy im on that shit think I need vacation

Ask turk he was there when I went in the safe gave the racks to lawyer he spanking them cases

I need a real ass bitch I don't care if she basic

im going talk my shit I don't care if they hating

Dead white guys with me my pockets look racist my team shoot shit like the Indians pacers

Go head shoot your shot bitch im out of your league

This a one stop shop got watever you need

Applying that pressure these niggas can't breathe

Fuck around crack one of these niggas take a trip over seas