Dat Me (Outro) ft. Annone Lyrics

Yea, uh, uh, yea

Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, yea

Put my phone on airplane mode, haha

Hit y'all back later, uh

Annone

Yea

Champ, it's Annone on the beat

Christo A-M-P, X-Men, I'm a beast

Bad lil' freak tried to get in my head like Professor X

Had to get Grande on a hoe, talkin' 'bout Thank you, Next

Got a lil' gold up on my neck, I be blowin' dope for the stress

Lil' shawty wanna give me neck, had to Do It like a Nike check

Only hit her if she fine as shit, if she not, better fine her friend

I ain't with the dinner plans, I'm just tryna get up in the pants

Bitch, it's The Champ, A-Town, sippin' on sizzurp, man

Every time I be rappin' make more magic than wizard, man

Man, can you imagine that? Flip that work like acrobat

Just like I flip that bitch from the front to back

Huh, then I smack her ass (Like, damn, you bad)

This shit, nigga, no pen, nigga, no pad, off the tip top

Christo got that good gas on the low, marijuana thrift shop

Gettin' everybody lit now, sore thumb, finna stick out

Why would I quit now? Shit, I'd be dead if I did stop, real shit

Man, I ain't even tryna flex on none of y'all nigga, man

But, forreal?

I don't know who's fuckin' the The Champ

That's me

Smoke weed (Smoke weed)

O.G. (O.G.)

Backwoods (Backwoods)

On me (On me)

Bad hoes (Bad hoes)

Be like (Be like)

Who that? (Who that?)

Who? Me? (Who? me?)

That nigga with the LV's (hat's me)

And them cut off jeans (That's me)

So fresh, so clean (That's me)

Gold chain, Mr.T

I'm in my bag like I'm missin' my keys

And I'm fuckin' this brat, now. my dick in her spleen

Sippin' this purple and smokin' this green

In the 3rd coast it's just kinda routine

I want the cash and the racks the cream

Roll up that Backwood and pass it to me

I want all of the cash, fuck do you mean?

Roll up that Backwood and pass it to me

Yea, give me that shit

Boy