Branch Out ft. Eli.So.Drippy & Drizzy Savage Lyrics

I ain't come from much

No jacket yeah cold to the touch

But I did all the things I must

Anytime get smoked like a dutch

I be thinking that I sold my soul

I'm just like slow ya role

I wouldn't go toe to toe unless you wanna meet the holy ghost

Life been proving deadly so I'm needing me a Desi

I been seeing that I'm ready feeling right on track

Fools are spending pennies like they really got 'em plenty

But they really acting petty bet my life on that

All in Serengeti but the flow is always heavy

And you see me when I'm sending like an iPhone flash

I aint stray from the gang I just flayed up the lame

Now I'm whipping in the Chevy with the mic on smash

Yeah this lookin' like a cake walk bitch

We aint stop enough to pace on shit

I aint drop unless the bass gone hit

And I'm with my Migos when I Takeoff bitch

Solo in the street like Bosch

Ballin' with a team like squash

Catch me in the pit I mosh

Everything to you is a joke like Tosh my gosh

Had to branch out yeah blame it on my roots

I'm at the trap house yeah where the fuck was you

I'm makin' mad amounts and money fill the room

For the days I didn't have 'em, man we going to the moon

Tell 'em hold up you ain't had my back when I was down

I started rap used to hate now they like my sound

These niggas clowned now I'm makin' hits yeah y'all comin' round

I'm on the road I'm making moves put it on my for my town

Who said I'm wrong yeah I'm on my throne and I'm feelin' like a king

A bitch in my phone and I bet let it ring

I'm that nigga shoot my shot and it's green

They think I'm making bank so they act like fiends

I be rolling but I ain't smoking

She said I'ma player and I'm always hoeing

Always growing, niggas trolling

Yeah I'm in the whip and I'm bringin' that dough in

I tell 'em to stop we could go back to back

Yeah I'm on the block in my city you can never lack

Yeah he funny his rap is cap

He ain't making plays he ain't posted in the trap

Get a bag and we all double back

My brodie will rob ur shirt from Saks

Only sixteen but I know I'm the man

You ain't got WAP yo shit like sand

Shine in the dark I think I'm a lamp

He can't keep up I know he can't

Coolin' in the whip yeah I know I'm smooth

Never heard yo name I ain't heard of you

He ain't take a dub I think he like to lose

Rockin' red but I'm chasing these blues

Had to branch out yeah blame it on my roots

I'm at the trap house yeah where the fuck was you

I'm makin' mad amounts and money fill the room

For the days I didn't have em', man we going to the moon