Outta Here ft. RBM Swerv Lyrics

Lamar Jackson in my jeans, them hoes bussing out the pocket

Airbnb on Conley so you know we got it

Check me out, get right

They ain't gone love me until I'm six feet

Yard on the dash in the A so they miss me

Balling ass nigga since jits so it fit me

I be leaning off the doja, it get me

Shoutout to real niggas chasing paper instead of a eater

Scamming that bread off a visa

Got to stop hanging around shawty and her friend

They be sweating a nigga, they ready to eat up

Walking to school in the summer to eat

Five minute showers preserving the heat

And that bitch gone hit like a 808

All in Miami pulling tracks like 808

Hope it don't take a violation to get my uncle off the block

I know he feel like AD

School with KD tucked in a nigga sock

I ain't no 40 cal but I be hip to a lot of shit

Ain't with the fussing, mixed vibing I block a bitch quick

Pillow talking nigga talk up

Daedae remind me of Kemba, they done nicknamed him Walkup

This for the folk that think they know me

I'll take you back to the roots

2030 forest ave, could've went shit played ball to stay out the loop

And I'm living too fast can't keep up

Shell sipping ciroc off the c cup

Geeked sipping Bret Farve out this d cup

She trying to put me on OnlyFans when we link up

Shoutout my grown bitch, she a lil bougie, she 'bout her fetty

She fell in love with fraud, keep her a job, I send a BOA she ready

I feel like Bill, I bought this gold chain with the nuggets to match

Feel like Yak for real hitting G-star with no jimmy mac

RBM stuck to me so we always double back

Heard these niggas on my name, guess I'm really hot

Heard these niggas dissing on my name like I can't get them got

Rolling dope while I catch my nut, she gone suck me dry

I been mixing Gucci with Off-White, I'm that type of guy

And I'm always applying pressure but it ain't the same

Cause I'm on they ass now

I put the bread on beef

Nevertheless turned me into a cash cow

I got my foot in the door, not a resident

Nigga I feel like the landlord

And I was never the type to talk about it

Real hustler I'm hands-on

And these niggas going broke over broke hoes

Simp shit, can't relate

Just cause she say you ain't having

Not me 'cause I stack it tell her get the hell out my face

All in the media, quiet in person

I'm tryna see about that action

And I'm with the same niggas that I started with

We ain't add or subtracting

But I heard a nigga dissing

That's what folks do when you winning

I'm bussing down in KB and them kitchen

I'm on a mission to go touch me a million

If you ain't with it, I ain't tripping

Cause it ain't your vision

Del Monte, I got the green bean

I was having orgys at 15

These folk having imaginary competition

Go get you some money

Heard these niggas on my name, guess I'm really hot

Heard these niggas dissing on my name like I can't get them got

Rolling dope while I catch my nut, she gone suck me dry

I been mixing Gucci with Off-White, I'm that type of guy