Slicknastyslick - Ran Outa Bagz (Hawaii) Lyrics

Ran outta them baggies trying to make it happen
One three one two fo' seven gas a nigga trappin'
I'm in the future though, hold it down, finna make this money last
I'm in the future though, that shit niggas on gone in the past
I'm in the future though, 131 miles an hour I passed ya
Put me in any booth anywhere swear to God I'm gon' spazz
Put me in any coupe any weather I swear to God I won't crash
Tell me what you gon' do, be on your ass or get some cash
What you wan' do? I'm in the stu, stayin' down with that pack
What you wan' do? Sixteen for two, trade gas for them bands
What you wan' do? I'm in the stu, hunnid-mil for a tracklist
Show you how to do it, take care of your family with expensive fabrics
Say I'm intense, I'm on fire baby I'm a martian man
Militant, I feel like Osama with a plan
Militant, I feel like Obama in command
I never miss I'm smackin' shit, shout out all my fam'
Blockstar and I'm a rockstar, shout out all my fans
Blockstar and I'm a rockstar, Skybox heavy metal band
Glockstar on a rockstar, I'm totin' heavy metal man
Glockstar f*ckin' popstars, tell Summer Walker what's hannin'
Say she love me, is that so? Tell me how I'm 'posed to know
Say she love me, is that so? Tell me how far that go
Say she love me, well I ain't know, it's too late, my heart gone
I need the money I got goals and I'm gon' keep my soul