French Montana, Trippie Redd - Outta Here

You know what it is You hear that? Haan Trippie Bitch, we out here Yeah 14 hunnid thousand degrees, now I'm outta here (Haan) Pour a four or five of the lean, now I'm outta here (Haan) Yeah, just popped me a bean, now I'm outta here (Haan) Put a bad bitch in Celine, now she outta here (Haan) Pockets stuffed up, evergreen, boy, we outta here (Haan) If she ain't for the whole team, get her outta here (Haan) I won't tuck tail (tail), huh, G shit for real (real), huh Got the streets on lock, bitch, I could never fail I give her hell, huh, then I get Chanel, huh Hit her with that wand, huh, now she under my spell, huh Feel like James Bond, No. 9 for my smell And my big slime, RSG, got clientele Mansion in the dark, I'ma park and make a film Fuck her from the back, aw shit, I'm really him I don't fuck with niggas, bitch, yeah, I feel like Zim I don't fuck with niggas, shit, that's because I'm him 14 hunnid thousand degrees, now I'm outta here Pour a four or five of the lean, now I'm outta here Yeah, just popped me a bean, now I'm outta here Put a bad bitch in Celine, now she outta here Pockets stuffed up, evergreen, boy, we outta here If she ain't for the whole team, get her outta here I won't tuck tail, huh, G shit for real, huh Got the streets on lock, bitch, I could never fail (Montana) trappin', you could tell, hit me on the cell (ring) Rollin' like I lost a case, bitch, I'm on the pill (ay) G shit for real, Coke Boy for real Young boy trappin', made a mansion off a scale Young boy on the drill, coach him like I'm Phil (fah-fah) Got the block on fire like 'em cribs up in the Hills (whoo) What she thought? Threw a eighth up in the 20, now she outta here Sellin' snow, Perkies, pink, mushrooms, gummies, bitch, we outta here (ay, ay, ay) Fucked the bitch, I take half, told her, "Come and get a stop" (whoo) Fill her belly with that stuff, get her titties, tummy tucked You can find me in the cut, that rap money ain't enough (whoo) Blew a hunnid like it's nothin', 'nother 20 in the duffle, Haan 14 hunnid thousand degrees, now I'm outta here Pour a four or five of the lean, now I'm outta here Yeah, just popped me a bean, now I'm outta here Put a bad bitch in Celine, now she outta here Pockets stuffed up, evergreen, boy, we outta here If she ain't for the whole team, get her outta here I won't tuck tail, huh, G shit for real, huh Got the streets on lock, bitch, I could never fail (whoo)