Outta Here Safe (feat. Quando Rondo & NoCap)

Beat Execs

Marcuss, you killing the beat

If me and my niggas come to your party, we bangin' or murkin' somebody

I'm with some hoes who don't mind beating a bitch, everyone of 'em 'bout it

I'm with them hitters who packin' them pistols, I swear every one of 'em got it

Numerous bitches who wanna get laid, swear every one of 'em exotic

And you don't wan' do it that way

You won't make it out of here safe

I see you niggas muggin' but that shit ain't nothin'

Bet a nigga gon' die with that face

Got a lot of blue racks and we count up our way

New Lambo, we gon' ride the wave

Young nigga came outside today

Up, I ain't got no real estate, yeah

And you knowin' how we get it, keep a pistol, official, we all came out of the trenches

Free D-Dawg out the system, you forever my nigga, we all been caught as victims

Since a youngin, you been grippin', I got money and flip 'em whenever I hold position

When my nigga fell, lift him, kept it real 'cause I'm gifted

We makin' our own decisions

Keep it real, I don't even know why I came

Shawty so bad, she gon' cause pain

New Rolls-Royce or a big B truck, they all drive the same

Hate snakes in the yard so the grass stay cut

To these niggas, I'm out of range

We boarding on private planes

Bring a stick if anything

If me and my niggas come to your party, we bangin' or murkin' somebody

I'm with some hoes who don't mind beating a bitch, everyone of 'em 'bout it

I'm with them hitters who packin' them pistols, I swear every one of 'em got it

Numerous bitches who wanna get laid, swear every one of 'em exotic

And you don't wan' do it that way

You won't make it out of here safe

I see you niggas muggin' but that shit ain't nothin'

Bet a nigga gon' die with that face

Got a lot of blue racks and we count up our way

New Lambo, we gon' ride the wave

Young nigga came outside today

Up, I ain't got no real estate, yeah

Like the opps gay, if it's smoke, we gotta get it straight

Since a young boy, I been walkin' 'round with a. 38

Ayy, disaster on my wrist, that shit flooded

You see my cup, you see my stick, both of them dirty

Feelin' like Drake, I'm straight out the 6

Not talkin' a backboard, I come out the bricks

If I tell you it's up, nigga, that's what it is

Not sparin' your mama, not sparin' your kids

Codeine got my vision blurry, but I'm rockin' Moncler

Free massages from these hollow tips, it's free to see how guns feel

If me and my niggas come to your party, we bangin' or murkin' somebody

I'm with some hoes who don't mind beating a bitch, everyone of 'em 'bout it

I'm with them hitters who packin' them pistols, I swear every one of 'em got it

Numerous bitches who wanna get laid, swear every one of 'em exotic

And you don't wan' do it that way

You won't make it out of here safe

I see you niggas muggin' but that shit ain't nothin'

Bet a nigga gon' die with that face

Got a lot of blue racks and we count up our way

New Lambo, we gon' ride the wave

Young nigga came outside today

Up, I ain't got no real estate, yeah

And you knowin' that I'm with it, pistol grippin'

Spinner tempt me, tryna kill an opp

Leaky callin' from a prison like he miss me

Forever my dawg that made it far

I want all my children crippin', fuck the politician

Trench living, we gon' break the law

Bitch, I stand on Nation business, go against us, it's up

These niggas know we don't play at all

Ain't nobody really safe at all

Off-White drip, they gon' try to drain

I need a bitch from the trenches in heels

Let's see if they fuck the same, hey

I like her better in Christan Loub' heels

I know they won't love the same

Tryna kill a victim, niggas slide with aim

Two different opps, they gon' die the same

I need a bitch wanna get matching glizzies

Who gon' hide all the Percs and the weed in her titties

Take a pic with the fans, I'ma throw up the city

Make her count up the bands while I ride 'round the city

My lil' shooter gon' up when I say, he the sickest

I don't fuck with no [?], them niggas be bitches

If me and my niggas come to your party

You might get hit with a hundred and fifty

Me and my niggas come to your party, we bangin' or murkin' somebody

I'm with some hoes who don't mind beating a bitch, everyone of 'em 'bout it

I'm with them hitters who packin' them pistols, I swear every one of 'em got it

Numerous bitches who wanna get laid, swear every one of 'em exotic

And you don't wan' do it that way

You won't make it out of here safe

I see you niggas muggin' but that shit ain't nothin'

Bet a nigga gon' die with that face

Got a lot of blue racks and we count up our way

New Lambo, we gon' ride the wave

Young nigga came outside today

Up, I ain't got no real estate, yeah