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CASHUNT & MIYAY - OUTRO Lyrics



CASHUNT & MIYAY - OUTRO Lyrics
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I'm outside with all my chains on, but I'm trippin' cuz'
Seen that wasp crawling on that ground, go and pick it up
Sittin' on granny porch, just thinking' bout' how to get richer
If it all don't work out, find the bitch that took the kid, and stick her
Emotions got me callin' her out her name but I still miss her
I rolled cuz' up in a pack, but I'll pour you in this cup and sip ya'
Lil' shawty think she hidding, she over there peekin' from Mississippi
I was too ashamed to tell you how I was down bad and couldn't afford a 50/50
It's gettin' harder and harder to stay out the way
Ain't seen Armani in so long, I'm startin' to forget her face
I see I'm all on my lone but that might be okay
I bet that boy go out the same way he came in
Look in his eyes and they gon' swear it was raining
I try to cover it up with smiles and say I'm painless
But you ain't gotta' sit and try to do that ouuh
I heard he spinned the block, tell em' come shoot back ouuh
Like, no matter what happens, I'm gon' still wait on you
And no matter how wrong you do me, I won't change on you
I put two and two together and see it ain't long
Until I finally see nobody inside my home
They crackin' jokes and say he possessed, but really I'm f*cked up out here
She call police but I ain't worried, she still get touched up out here
He tryin' his hardest not to flash, he probably somewhere punchin' the air
Hiding my little girls from they daddy, I'll pull up and dump up in there
Ridin' with this Ruger, Ruger
Plus I got these bands, they make me smile hard
That boy came from the ugliest corner
Now they can't even tell that he a child of God
What would you do if it go down right now
Baby, won't you come and hold me, hold me
I'm out here thuggin' with my bros, but you knew that
Pull up 864, them sandy roads, where It's cool at
Tell me what you need, I bet he slide and go do's that
He a dog-ass nigga, but I really had died way before Pook left
The police tryna' snatch me, soon as I hopped out the car, I juke left
Cause' I don't wanna' see you through them glass windows
If it ain't bout' no money, tell me what I'm in here for
They tryna' flex on me, but I'm flexin' harder
She know what I'm talkin' bout' when I tell her, "girl let's party"
I got these bankrolls in my pocket, I might just drop a couple
Ain't trippin' bout shit, heard that boy sellin' dope, I ain't finna' sit and knock your hustle
Now show me you bout' it, send that shit across the water
Like, f*ck that talking, kick the door in and take your daughter
I got this Fooly print sittin' on top the ski mask
Really I'm goin' out all red, so ain't no need for that
I been trappin' all day, I got receipts for that
Ain't nobody in here but me, Ben Frankin', and my gat
Lil' mama in here butt naked, I just wanna' see that ass
My heart shattered all on the floor, she bringing pieces back
Don't know my way around this world, but I got the streets for that
My heart cold, so is hers, but I got this heat for that
Ridin' with this Ruger, Ruger
Plus I got these bands, they make me smile hard
That boy came from the ugliest corner
Now they can't even tell that he a child of God
What would you do if it go down right now
Baby, won't you come and hold me, hold me
(I think Shawty a gangsta, she tryna hold my Glock)
(Just let me know when you ready, and I promise that I won't stop)
(I'm in here pacin' back and forth, you the reason I'm f*cked up now)
(I walked in with some shades on so you can't see tears in my eyes)
(Cause' I don't wanna' be here)
(No I don't wanna' be here)
(You see I'm checked out more than I'm checked in)
(She was just a bust down, turn her to my best friend)
(She asking bout' them dead bodies, I just wink and give her a grin)
(You see this jewelry all on my body soon as I hopped out)
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I'm outside with all my chains on, but I'm trippin' cuz'
Seen that wasp crawling on that ground, go and pick it up
Sittin' on granny porch, just thinking' bout' how to get richer
If it all don't work out, find the bitch that took the kid, and stick her
Emotions got me callin' her out her name but I still miss her
I rolled cuz' up in a pack, but I'll pour you in this cup and sip ya'
Lil' shawty think she hidding, she over there peekin' from Mississippi
I was too ashamed to tell you how I was down bad and couldn't afford a 50/50
It's gettin' harder and harder to stay out the way
Ain't seen Armani in so long, I'm startin' to forget her face
I see I'm all on my lone but that might be okay
I bet that boy go out the same way he came in
Look in his eyes and they gon' swear it was raining
I try to cover it up with smiles and say I'm painless
But you ain't gotta' sit and try to do that ouuh
I heard he spinned the block, tell em' come shoot back ouuh
Like, no matter what happens, I'm gon' still wait on you
And no matter how wrong you do me, I won't change on you
I put two and two together and see it ain't long
Until I finally see nobody inside my home
They crackin' jokes and say he possessed, but really I'm f*cked up out here
She call police but I ain't worried, she still get touched up out here
He tryin' his hardest not to flash, he probably somewhere punchin' the air
Hiding my little girls from they daddy, I'll pull up and dump up in there
Ridin' with this Ruger, Ruger
Plus I got these bands, they make me smile hard
That boy came from the ugliest corner
Now they can't even tell that he a child of God
What would you do if it go down right now
Baby, won't you come and hold me, hold me
I'm out here thuggin' with my bros, but you knew that
Pull up 864, them sandy roads, where It's cool at
Tell me what you need, I bet he slide and go do's that
He a dog-ass nigga, but I really had died way before Pook left
The police tryna' snatch me, soon as I hopped out the car, I juke left
Cause' I don't wanna' see you through them glass windows
If it ain't bout' no money, tell me what I'm in here for
They tryna' flex on me, but I'm flexin' harder
She know what I'm talkin' bout' when I tell her, "girl let's party"
I got these bankrolls in my pocket, I might just drop a couple
Ain't trippin' bout shit, heard that boy sellin' dope, I ain't finna' sit and knock your hustle
Now show me you bout' it, send that shit across the water
Like, f*ck that talking, kick the door in and take your daughter
I got this Fooly print sittin' on top the ski mask
Really I'm goin' out all red, so ain't no need for that
I been trappin' all day, I got receipts for that
Ain't nobody in here but me, Ben Frankin', and my gat
Lil' mama in here butt naked, I just wanna' see that ass
My heart shattered all on the floor, she bringing pieces back
Don't know my way around this world, but I got the streets for that
My heart cold, so is hers, but I got this heat for that
Ridin' with this Ruger, Ruger
Plus I got these bands, they make me smile hard
That boy came from the ugliest corner
Now they can't even tell that he a child of God
What would you do if it go down right now
Baby, won't you come and hold me, hold me
(I think Shawty a gangsta, she tryna hold my Glock)
(Just let me know when you ready, and I promise that I won't stop)
(I'm in here pacin' back and forth, you the reason I'm f*cked up now)
(I walked in with some shades on so you can't see tears in my eyes)
(Cause' I don't wanna' be here)
(No I don't wanna' be here)
(You see I'm checked out more than I'm checked in)
(She was just a bust down, turn her to my best friend)
(She asking bout' them dead bodies, I just wink and give her a grin)
(You see this jewelry all on my body soon as I hopped out)
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Writer: Dez Wright, Ozan Yildirim, Renato Simunovic
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid




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Performed By: CASHUNT & MIYAY
Language: English
Length: 3:40
Written by: Dez Wright, Ozan Yildirim, Renato Simunovic

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