Sxge - Out the Trap (feat. Duhh.Dj)

Dont pull up on me unless you gotta shootah
I got a five-seven my bitch got a ruger
Don't want no bump you get smoked like a hookah
I pray to god everyday worship Buddha
Im tryna to get rich I'm tryna stack this mula
Extended my clip my tech got a cooler
I hit a lick then I hit up my jeweler
I copped a new stick the clip look like a ruler

Dont pull up on me unless you gotta shootah
I got a five-seven my bitch got a ruger
Don't want no bump you get smoked like a hookah
I pray to god everyday worship Buddha
Im tryna to get rich I'm tryna stack this mula
Extended my clip my tech got a cooler
I hit a lick then I hit up my jeweler
I copped a new stick the clip look like a ruler

Car doors go up like a Elevator
Stacking my chips give no fucks bout a hater
Bitch I'm to busy tryna get to this paper
Money come first worry bout a bitch later
That girl a hoe she ain't loyal can't save her
Some of my bros can't smoke dro they on papers
Bitch I'm a baller score point like da lakers
I get dat doe in just like a baker
I come from the bottom like the undertaker
If I let the dogs loose you gone meet your maker
Get to the check grinding hard like a skater
I want a Patek my wrist cold as a glacier
Stacking my chips run it up like a pacer
If you wan smoke we gon pull out the vapor u
Exotic whips foreign I think I'm a racer
My last bitch got boring I had to replace her
Like fuck a paycheck make band in a day
I got my foot on they neck till it break
Up in yo crib like OPEN THE SAFE
By 2020 I'll have me a wraith
It's not birthday but I'm still getting cake
You in last I just pulled in first place
I make a pass balling like nba
These niggas acting like sum bitches they gay
I Put in my all like I'm tryn win a race
Smoking og take it straight to the face
Pick up the speed you can't fuck with my pace
I drip like da ocean you drip like a lake
I pop me a perc then I drift outter space
I put that work in that's how I get paid
If ain't bout money then I can't relate
I heard she a eater she want the whole plate

Dont pull up on me unless you gotta shootah
I got a five-seven my bitch got a ruger
Don't want no bump you get smoked like a hookah
I pray to god everyday worship Buddha
Im tryna to get rich I'm tryna stack this mula
Extended my clip my tech got a cooler
I hit a lick then I hit up my jeweler
I copped a new stick the clip look like a ruler

Dont pull up on me unless you gotta shootah
I got a five-seven my bitch got a ruger
Don't want no bump you get smoked like a hookah
I pray to god everyday worship Buddha
Im tryna to get rich I'm tryna stack this mula
Extended my clip my tech got a cooler
I hit a lick then I hit up my jeweler
I copped a new stick the clip look like a ruler

Im out the trap tryna get me a bag
You run it up wrong that shit looking sad
My bro keep a blick aint no going down bad
Need me a mill for my mom and my dad
I want a richard mille on my wrist
New chain on my neck my jeweler just pissed
I'm worried paper aint gone send a diss
And I keep a shooter and nah he don't miss
Top of the chain bitch we been having rank
Check me a bag then walk out the bank
Sippin on syrup and rollin up dank
You rolling up dirt and smoking on blank
Tryna quit these drugs they calling my name
Gotta stay high or I don't feel the same
You wasn't down bad stuck in the rain
Locked with my brothers fuck switching up lanes
They always be talking and dissing for clout
Bro stay with the weight y'all stay in a drought
He said he got work I said I got doubt
Guess we gone see what that shit is about
And if you want gas then I'm with all the smoke
Hop in the water you swim where you float
And if you can't swim better get you a boat
I am not normal bitch I am the goat
Tryna get them bands like it was fate
Straight to the money can never be late
I love me some fetti I love me some cake
In love with that bread but nah I don't bake
Not with that fake love so stay out my face
Get you as tied up like it was a lace
Run to the money like it was a race
Stay in your spot or get put in your place

Dont pull up on me unless you gotta shootah
I got a five-seven my bitch got a ruger
Don't want no bump you get smoked like a hookah
I pray to god everyday worship Buddha
Im tryna to get rich I'm tryna stack this mula
Extended my clip my tech got a cooler
I hit a lick then I hit up my jeweler
I copped a new stick the clip look like a ruler

Dont pull up on me unless you gotta shootah
I got a five-seven my bitch got a ruger
Don't want no bump you get smoked like a hookah
I pray to god everyday worship Buddha
Im tryna to get rich I'm tryna stack this mula
Extended my clip my tech got a cooler
I hit a lick then I hit up my jeweler
I copped a new stick the clip look like a ruler

Written by:
Rakim Greer

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