In & Out 2 Lyrics

Question was

Who da monster

Go ask ya honor

Roll up green

Pick a flavor

I'm not a farmer

Houdini Saga

On my mama

These niggas is goners

Drop designer

Plenty flavor

Versace or Prada

Ah

Really do this shit for real though

Tough skin

Call me Wise Armadillo

She got me on ten

Alisha say go again

I pray right after I sin

And take whatever to da chin

Stack the bread

And make these bitches mad

Stack the bread

My time is money

That's facts

You do you and I do me

So I might get what belongs to me

You do you and I do me

My time is my currency

Goin Primetime

Really I feel like Deion

Missed the first sit

Well here's a rerun

Rv

I don't see me

No rival

I'm on a title run

How I'm bout to play it

Atari

Bout to go buy me one

Oh you can see na

Oh I think I get it

So buddy buddy

So senile

Thinking I forgot

Free Ced

Scream it till he out

See I'm taking over

I got em printing a key out

I'm getting comfortable

Spit it

A slight deductible

Fuck I look like paying you

Paying you

Just to crumble you

Did enough of sparing you

Tuh

I'm running over you

Make em huddle you

When you get home

She'll need to cuddle you

I'm out my

Naw

Let's go different route

See we In & Out

Eli say fuck it

See what dats about

Knew em since a puppy

If you touch em

We goin air shit out

Put a dub of musty

In a Bob

We can build a house

Stack the bread

And make these bitches mad

Stack the bread

My time is money

That's facts

You do you and I do me

So I might get what belongs to me

You do you and I do me

My time is my currency