Out On Bond Lyrics

I'm boss up, can't fuck with you, you post on back page

Trap game fucked up just like the rap game is.

I ain't gotta lie, on the beat with cap lame shit

Hollow tips ll beat on your chest like a bape fit

Bruh Shhh... Boow x2

Out On Bond , I can't slip, play it safe Yeah

I got five on me right now, that's some babe shit

Yeah, every time I touch down, I'm a made

man

It's either that or I'm in the presence of

the same kind

Just make sure that you go and get yours

I'ma make mine

Would you still laugh if I made a dime Offa saying rhymes

Why I'm just runnin' to the back while they

layin' down?

Lazy ass, exercise the bag

What you sayin' now?

Last nine months, runnin' up, I ran off

80 thousand

Nah, this ain't lil' hurtmurt , I ain't

A baby now

OG taught me, get all of that work, gotta

Scrape it out

Like 50, get rich or die trying, gotta make

It out

Remember cold nights on 13 in that vacant

House

We had hoes runnin' in… and Bringin' naked out We ain't beat the doonies up, but we shaked

It down

Ahhhh, Nigga, Plug just hit me up, told me meet Him on Thornton Road

My first time drinkin' drink, it was Morton Grove

Got a side chick with big ears, I call her Horton Hoe

I mean Horton who?

I'm a real stand-up nigga like I was born to do

They askin' why my bag bigger, I hustle more than You

I wake up early and I stay grindin' from four to Two

If it ain't about that bag, I was taught to keep it Cordial

What this nigga just fire up it smell like burnin' Rubber

How him and his bitch both dirty, and they done Burnt each other

They ain't really think I could do it, and then I Turned a double

And then I turned a triple

They say murt always on his feet, why that boy so Nimble

They say murt don't never think, boy, you gotta Use your mental

But that is not so simple, but my nigga is not so Simple

Hittem once made his soul levitated, issa Falcon Pistol

Out on bond if 12, pull me over, I'm goin' out this With you

Mmmm!.. I mean you coming out this with me

Caught that boy down hella bad, yeah, we got

That Jimmy

I don't know what gun he got popped wit but it's Not the semi