
Out the 501! Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
You don't
Yeah you just really don't know shit
I'm goin', I'm goin' up, flyin' right out the strip
I'm tweakin', I'm tweakin', Adderall just make me pissed
Fuck it, I ain't tweakin' bout it
Adderall gon' make me rich
Make it out the 501, that's just my goal
So I always stay on go, bitch, I cannot ever fold
Fuck might start a bakery, I'm just makin' too much dough
Spendin' half a quarter of my check on new designer clothes
Bitch, I always stay on go
Trippin' 24-7 off the shits, oh
Kill anything in the way of gettin' rich, ah
Geeked up, havin' trouble standin', need to sit, oh
And they'll be standin' till I hit him with this blick
Till I hit him with his fye, bitch, I hit him with this fye
They goin' down, goin' down, bitch, I hit him with this fye
They goin' down, goin' down, bitch, I hit him with this fye
They goin' down, goin' down, bitch, I hit him with this fye
They goin' down
Ahem, shit, I needa' cool it
My straps a part of me, it's muscle memory, I pull it
So don't play too much, extended mag with 5.56 bullets
Bulletproof the whip, I'd rather be movin' cautious than foolish
I don't say too much, I'm just like Dora, I'ma let the bag talk
These pussy sons of me, so I'ma discipline the back talk
Got goons everywhere, it ain't a coincidence, they fast walk
Money, don't buy happiness, would you stay broke and sad?
Nah, just stay broke and sad
You don't
Yeah you just really don't know shit
I'm goin', I'm goin' up, flyin' right out the strip
I'm tweakin', I'm tweakin', Adderall just make me pissed
Fuck it, I ain't tweakin' bout it
Adderall gon' make me rich
Make it out the 501, that's just my goal
So I always stay on go, bitch, I cannot ever fold
Fuck might start a bakery, I'm just makin' too much dough
Spendin' half a quarter of my check on new designer clothes
Bitch, I always stay on go
Trippin' 24-7 off the shits, oh
Kill anything in the way of gettin' rich, ah
Geeked up, havin' trouble standin', need to sit, oh
And they'll be standin' till I hit him with this blick
Till I hit him with his fye, bitch, I hit him with this fye
They goin' down, goin' down, bitch, I hit him with this fye
They goin' down, goin' down, bitch, I hit him with this fye
They goin' down, goin' down, bitch, I hit him with this fye
They goin' down