Outta State Songtext
von Pradabagshawty

Bleak, yeah, bleak, yeah, bleak, come on
Bleak, bleak, yo, yo, yo, yo
Out of state, they be faking, ho
Out of state, they be faking, ho
Big bang, Royal Basin′, ho
Scribble, big, bring me money, ho
Too much money, I can't thump you, ho
Too much money, I can′t thump this shit
Every gun I go, it's still no club
I'm a Spaniard, can shoot all the real
Pull up, shoot this D, you know I ain′t still
She gon′ show the dick and tell about her
Look, took her down, he'll play, he′ll mill
All the niggas know it's straight, I′ma steal
Real is out there, I don't do half a pill
We ain′t slimin', but we slimmin
For real, Trouble money, give a fuck about it then


Raw money, give a fuck about it then
Breakin' cars, y′all strike for real
Breakin′ cars, now we strike for real
Spinny block, then we got a pill
All black ski bags, I'm ready to kill
Playin′ football, but I stay in the field
Construction work, yeah, we got a drill
Blocked in the two, crib at mag
He try to run, put bed on his ass
This is a ride, put shit in his bag
He bump on that gun, then he got tagged
Whole new church, how to set me up
We done caught that bitch, and the bitch got drunk
I'ma party hoes, we gon′ set the mood
And I got takedowns, we gon' set the mood
We gon′ Glock to the six


And Glock 19, and Glock to the two And we got two
These niggas don't really want war
This bitch tryna fuck till I'm sore
These hoes, they on me on high
I real up on drugs a lot I really gon′ hit me a scam
I really gon′ shoot up your fam
This bitch get nasty like porn
This bitch tryna fuck me on cam
I bought a rest, I remember
I was poor I had a young nigga kid on your door
Him and him robbin' this shit like a sport
I take your girl, you know you a dork
I take your girl, you really don′t need it
Back to the fire, you know I'ma please her
Back to the fire, you know
I′ma please her I come around,she turn to believe me
I just date, they be fakin'
I just date, they be fakin′
Big bang, Rob Basin'
Screw a bitch, bring me money
Too much money, I can't thug me
Too much money, I can′t thug this shit
Every gun I go, it′s still no clip
I'ma spank Yankee, shoot all the real
Pull up, shoot this D, you know I ain′t still
She gon' show the dick and tell about her look
Took her down, he′ll play, he'll mill
All the niggas know it′s great, I'ma steal
Real excited, I don't do half a pill
We ain′t slamin′, but we slamin' for real
Short money for a deal