Outta Love ft. Prod. UMIT Lyrics

And I count them racks All I do is rap about my life, I spit them facts

You was talking shit on me, but you don't got that cash, yeah

You know I'm a wok head, but sometimes sip that act, yeah

Keep me a lil' bad, bitch, she don't know how to act

I be sippin' on that wokhardt, I be leanin' back

What you gon' do when I come through and shoot it like a

What you gon' do when I come through and slide it in that scat, yeah

I'm the plug, baby, throwin' bricks out like I'm Shaq

I be smokin' on that gas, my eyes look like Bernie Mac

And you know I got them moves, but I'm never steppin' back, yeah

I be in the Jeep like I'm Jace with a cowboy hat

on finna go to race, and you know I'm movin', baby

Tryna get a rafe, hoppin' out that , hit him in his face

You say you run out of love for me, I love money

I might never run from it, tell me, baby, where the love for me

And you know I'm stackin' up, baby, I love drug money

In the trap, it be jumpin', some like Bug Bunny

I'm steady textin' you to stay, you tellin' me that you don't fuck with it

So don't call you bae, I don't care about no flexin', baby

I ain't finna play, and you know I get that money, baby

I stack all that cake, and you know I get that money, baby

I stay out the way, I get all of the guap, baby

And I'm out of way, and you know I sip that wok

Till I'm blue up in the face, till I'm blue up in that face

You say you run out of love for me, I love money

I might never run from it, tell me, baby, where the love for me

And you know I'm stackin' up, baby, all the drug money

In the trap, it be jumpin', some like Bug Bunny