Out My Zone Lyrics

You can't get me out my zone

You can't get me out my zone

Racks stuffed in my pockets, I got no room for my phone

I was at the telly with your bitch, I made her moan

If they try to test me, you know I'ma let it blow

Blicky got new switchy, I just thought I'd let you know

You cannot get me out my zone

You cannot get me out my zone

They cannot get me out my zone

You cannot get me out my zone

I woke up with more opps than yesterday

I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm paid

Money brand new, like my shades Spray that boy down like some raid

If he try to get to my grain

I never got her name

But the love we made was insane

The love we made was in flames

I got off track, what the fuck was I sayin'?

I spazz on the track, cuz my flow off the chain

I heard his tracks, man, that shit was so lame

Upgraded that Gen to a kit

Now it look like a Drac

Might put Chanel on that bitch

That thang betta make me shake

Ain't tryna make your heart break, but baby I'm gone 'for you wake

Stuffin my pockets till im overweight, i walk around with a safe

Yeah, I'm dripping in Louie but I rock Celine on my face

To see em hatin' in front of my face

But I ran it up they was running in place

Racks stuffed in my pockets, I got no room for my phone

I was at the telly with your bitch, I made her moan

If they try to test me, you know I'ma let it blow

Blicky got new switchy, I just thought I'd let you know

You cannot get me out my zone

You cannot get me out my zone

They cannot get me out my zone

You cannot get me out my zone

I float on the beat like a ghost

These boys cap they super-imposed

She know I'm the one, D-Rose

Right in front of you, she chose

Saw the guwop right there, pads like NFL

Don't trust these Jezebels know em way too well

Ain't no fairy tale got her spinning like the county fair shorty high as hell

I stay poppin' these pills

Shorty stay toppin' it still yeah on the real

Okay, my flow so ill

Okay, my flow too ahh ahh

I put some racks and this D on her gills, if she bad as Cruela Deville

I saw you shakin' some ass on your reels, better do that naked when we chill

I'm rocking Givenchy I'm rocking some Louie the other shit I cannot spell

I'm like, who is he? He act like he know me

I check that boy with my forty

Fifty on me like O'Lordy

I don't got time for reloadin

Slime that boy out, Nickelodeon

I'll put his ass on a shirt in memoriam

Off of the Molly I'm loaded

Off of the Molly I'm loaded

Ill be geeked out till the morning Diamonds shine they not corroded

Racks stuffed in my pockets, I got no room for my phone

I was at the telly with your bitch, I made her moan

If they try to test me, you know I'ma let it blow

Blicky got new switchy, I just thought I'd let you know

You cannot get me out my zone

You cannot get me out my zone

They cannot get me out my zone

You cannot get me out my zone