then im out ft. rrius Lyrics

They see me smoking up a blunt, then I'm out, then I'm out

See me pull up to the crib, I gotta' bounce, gotta' bounce

Got a ton of fans around, but I never wanted clout

She drawing x's on my eyes just when she sees what I'm about

Oh my god, oh my god, all these people wanna fight me

Got a ton of people spreading rumors just to spite me

All them haters watching on my rise like they be sight seeing

Shawty asking me to link, I tell her its not likely

Wait, talking stage with baddies, had to pause it

They be checking on my growth, like I'm a deposit

All my haters hiding like it's something in the closest

Similes on similes, I mastered all these phonics

Uh, making what I want I feel like I'm an alien

Chillin' Easter Weekend I feel like I'm Bailey twin

She got a dark side, I evade her, and her kin

Know I'm constantly evolving, I'm a god like shin

They always saying I won't make it

If it's something that you want then I'ma' take it

I would bleed my own throat for my last chick

I'ma' kill her next man, this ain't just an adage

They see me smoking up a blunt, then I'm out, then I'm out

See me pull up to the crib, I gotta' bounce, gotta' bounce

Got a ton of fans around, but I never wanted clout

She drawing x's on my eyes just when she sees what I'm about

Yeah we up next

Names tatted on our chest

Got hella' money but I don't like to flex

Got hella' haters but I wish them the best

Got these big ass Ricks, and I'm stepping on they necks

This rap shit so easy 'cause that's what I'm about

Hop in the stu', drop a verse, then I'm out

And for sure it's always heat, never doubt, never doubt

And my style fire too, cause a drought, cause a drought

Gold on my neck, diamonds too, VVS

Arlo put me on 'cause what we do, we the best

Finna' say it twice to really get it through

Put us on the aux and your friends will be asking who

One of one fit, this shit stole your boo

Told you I'd say it twice

Me and Arlo top 2

You can never be like me, can't fit in my shoes

Let me bounce off the booth, ain't got shit else to prove

They see me smoking up a blunt, then I'm out, then I'm out

See me pull up to the crib, I gotta' bounce, gotta' bounce

Got a ton of fans around, but I never wanted clout

She drawing x's on my eyes just when she sees what I'm about