OUT OF BOUNDS Lyrics

I'm out of bounds, got like a hundred rounds this choppa on me hit you up

My Rick Owen's flat on the ground, I got a four on me I'm sipping it down

Ain't no going back now, my fingers was crossed when I said all them vows

Put my hand on her mouth, she's being too loud so I'm slowing it down

Got a bitch from the south, she ended it but they always come around

Highschool I dropped out, they said I won't make it took a different route

Had my fans in a drought, I'm coming back now, the comebacks around

I'm done with the doubt I'm making it out, that's with out without you

I put it on god, I swear I cannot name one song that he dropped

When I walk out the house, I make sure I got a choppa on my sock

Know a couple people that be dressing all black, so make sure your doors getting locked

I'm out of bounds, I'm off of the map no you cannot see me right now

Never out of rounds this choppa gone hit you all up in your fucking mouth

Never do the stance, she liking that shit she posting it up on the gram'

Temples getting hit, pull up with a stick

Pull up with a beam, choppa hit your lip

I could never fall down bitch, walking up on stilts

I don't know why you talk down on me, I thought we was close

And that bitch, she tryna go out with me, I told that lil bitch it's a no

I don't know why that bitch she be trying me, she want me to buy the whole store

Bitch I am not buying you nothing

Ima hit that lil bitch from the back, and then pull on her hair kick her out when im done

Yeah, I was riding I was riding with a choppa and it hit you all up in your mother fucking gut

Yeah, I was fine I was fine with the choppa till I got a AK and that shit going off

Yeah, like forest gump, making him run (Yeah)

I'm out of bounds, got like a hundred rounds this choppa on me hit you up

My Rick Owen's flat on the ground, I got a four on me I'm sipping it down

Ain't no going back now, my fingers was crossed when I said all them vows

I'm out of bounds, got like a hundred rounds this choppa on me hit you up

My Rick Owen's flat on the ground, I got a four on me I'm sipping it down

Ain't no going back now, my fingers was crossed when I said all them vows

Put my hand on her mouth, she's being too loud so I'm slowing it down

Got a bitch from the south, she ended it but they always come around

Highschool I dropped out, they said I won't make it took a different route

Had my fans in a drought, I'm coming back now, the comebacks around

I'm done with the doubt I'm making it out, that's with out without you