LYRICS: Desiigner – Outlet

LYRICS: Desiigner – Outlet

LYRICS: Desiigner – Outlet

Lyrics Of Outlet By Desiigner

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Intro:
Ooooo all the way it go
Ooooo all the way it go
Ooooo all the way it go
Oooooaahhhhhhh
Oooooaahhhhhhh

Chorus:
Got that Ruger on me, jeweler on me
Mula on me, who the homie
You could talking s**t, got that boss
b***h
Boss b***h, hold on, I crashed the whip
Choppa gon’ lay down a n***a
That’s that O s**t, boss s**t
Ready to switch up
Got that new money
Blue money, ready to pick up
Like ooooooo, choppa gon’ bury a
n***a
I go get it how I live it
Talk s**t, yeah n***a, talk is all a memory
The choppa hit, chalk s**t, walk quick
Yeah n****s beefing is all a memory
I let ’em hate, talk s**t, talk s**t
Yeah, n***a, this is all it did to me
More bottles, more b*****s, more gold
More hoes, this is all a victory

Verse 1:
Balling hard in my i8
Watch it swerve, keep my mind straight
Dip and dash, hit ya guy gate
Dip and dash, hit ya guy face
I be talking like I got a Rays Charles
choppa
Yeah that’s my blind date
You be talking like you B.I.G
You’ll get crossed out, you ain’t got
faith
That’s that guy snake
Watch out for that guy snake
Big bullets with the U-Haul truck
So we move his ass ’round my place
Move his ass over there and over there
Take his ass around “THLLLLLAH”
That’s what happens when it’s my
state
Whip the glass ’til the pot break
Whip the glass, gotta watch snakes
Whip the glass, gotta watch jakes
N****s coming fast, choppa whip his ass
Everybody gotta tryna buy plate
Everybody tryna whip the coke up
Get it back to the Tri-State
Get it back to the Tri-State
Get it back to the Tri-State
That’s the rocket launcher or that
golden Smithen
Smith and Wesson, it’ll eject ya, golden
hit ya
That them black and white, the pandas
go and get ya
Got that gold watch
And some strippers with me, getting
more liquor
She be paparazzing with her tits out,
getting more liquor
I be counting money, getting cash
Yeah getting more jigga
Let me find out that you riding ’round
with them broke n****s
Everybody riding town and they gon’
get ya
And they gon’ hit ya
Fill you with holes, n***a

Bridge:
I done get it how I get it
Talk s**t, yeah n***a, talk is all a memory
Smith and Wesson, it’ll eject ya
Golden hit ya
That’s the black and white, pandas
gon’ get ya

Verse 2:
Got gold bottle with that stripper with
me
Getting more liquor, more pigeons, more
cash
More chicken
Dead n****s come through, gon’ flip
’em
Old n****s own n****s, I’m my own
n***a
I’m a king, welcome to the throne,
n***a
Barreled up, hit you with the stones,
n***a
Knock you out, Mr. Larry Holmes, n***a
Switch it up, clap you chrome, n***a
On the camera, hit you with the drones,
n***a
Hot97 turn to Mac 11
Everybody worried ’bout me, get ya
own, n***a

Outro:
Ball out champion, fall out champion
Ball out champion, fall out champion
Ball out champion, fall out champion
The war not never done
Ball like a champion, fall like a champion
Ball like a champion

Desiigner – Outlet Lyrics

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