Showin' Out Lyrics

Get Ya Papers Up

Fear of God sweats now we showin out

Gucci’s on our feet now we showing out

Countin bands wit our hands

Now we showin out

Now we showin out

Niggas showin out

Got money in our pants now we showin out

Stacks and rubber bands now we showin out

Looking lit up on the gram

Now we showin out now we showin

Niggas showin out

I try it to keep it low key

But the bread be making me

Wanna show out go out and blow this dough out

What you know bout I’m doing my shit

Instead of following most cuz the feds be getting close

Try to take a nigga calories put holes in my salary

I don’t trust nothing probably poison in my salad B

I’m not consistent with these bitches and they mad at me

Fuck em

Yall rap lames all my casualties

Fresh comme des garçons I suit up magically

We don’t follow trends fam we do it classically

I gotta keep up I need to for my sanity

I’m a king so address as your majesty

I show out for the vanity uh

Fear of God sweats now we showin out

Gucci’s on our feet now we showing out

Countin bands wit our hands

Now we showin out

Now we showin out

Niggas showin out

Got money in our pants now we showin out

Stacks and rubber bands now we showin out

Lookin lit up on the gram

Now we showin out

Now we showin out

Niggas showin out