CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Out of Bounds
Lyrics from snippet
... get bagged
You know what I do n***as know I'ma reaper
Yeah I look cool but looks deceiving
And if you don’t know you could pull up and see me
I stay on the block you could pull up and meet me
steal anything I ain't see it
And I clean it up like I really ain't peeped it
I’m even givin' the n***as who leeches
Take all of the men out to eat and I'm treatin'
Uh, holdin' my weight and I'm only [?]
Young n***as hoppin' out cars and
Tryna get the money I ain't trustin’ b*t*hes
You n***as just don’t know how to play your position
...
blitt, that's when they run
Dove into traffic, that’s when they jump
Them bags come in and I'm sendin' 'em back out
You gettin’ money then let's have a stack-out
I hit [?] so I'm goin' back out
I'm goin' deep in her throat 'til she tap out
I'm tryin' to spin 'til I make n***as hide out
I gotta cake but you know I couldn't bond out
I couldn't turn myself in but I'm calm now
I got them [?] with me I'm gone now
I was just f**kin' with me I ain't playin'
Emotional slaughter and sh*t off Xan's
That n***a lost focused chasin' a**
We caught him he stepped out of bounds we smashed him
Don't let her claim me or carry my baggage
Bustin' them packs [?]
I'm gettin' money don't care about [?]
I'm still spinnin' these b*t*hes like Taz
Jeep, 200 the dash
Keep tryna fish...
... get bagged
You know what I do n***as know I'ma reaper
Yeah I look cool but looks deceiving
And if you don’t know you could pull up and see me
I stay on the block you could pull up and meet me
steal anything I ain't see it
And I clean it up like I really ain't peeped it
I’m even givin' the n***as who leeches
Take all of the men out to eat and I'm treatin'
Uh, holdin' my weight and I'm only [?]
Young n***as hoppin' out cars and
Tryna get the money I ain't trustin’ b*t*hes
You n***as just don’t know how to play your position
...
blitt, that's when they run
Dove into traffic, that’s when they jump
Them bags come in and I'm sendin' 'em back out
You gettin’ money then let's have a stack-out
I hit [?] so I'm goin' back out
I'm goin' deep in her throat 'til she tap out
I'm tryin' to spin 'til I make n***as hide out
I gotta cake but you know I couldn't bond out
I couldn't turn myself in but I'm calm now
I got them [?] with me I'm gone now
I was just f**kin' with me I ain't playin'
Emotional slaughter and sh*t off Xan's
That n***a lost focused chasin' a**
We caught him he stepped out of bounds we smashed him
Don't let her claim me or carry my baggage
Bustin' them packs [?]
I'm gettin' money don't care about [?]
I'm still spinnin' these b*t*hes like Taz
Jeep, 200 the dash
Keep tryna fish...
