gavn! - OuttaTown

Kay
I took my gang outta town
I took my bitch overseas
I took my bitch to Belize
I done did shit you ain't think
I've been living life fast this shit feel like a dream
Mama told me "slow down I don't want you deceased"
I ride around town with a Glock 23
I got blood on my Maisons, Vetements my tee
I put purple my kush and purple in my lean
Put cash on yo' head get you put off the scene
Put cash on yo' head get you put off the map
I ain't movin' round town 'less I carry a-
I ain't moving round town 'less I got me a beam
I got a few shooters I know down to ride
He talking that shit we punch 'em in his eye
If we uppin that pole then we takin' his life
If my name in her mouth then my dick in her spine
It's just me and my blunt and my cup full of lean
If I skrt off the lot then im bleeding the scene
By myself in my head, I don't know what to think
Pass me that lean, and that mofuckin' cup
Pass me that weed, and that mofuckin' blunt
I dropped the cherry on my Yves Saint Laurent
She poppin' that pussy for me cause she say im the nigga she want for real
She poppin' the molly
She lovin' the pill
I need money, fast cars, and a house in the hills
And this bitch so bad I couldn't tell if she real
Sell my soul sign a deal for a mil'
Trump money got shit to be spilled
Fast car I take off ina whip
Poppin that shit, had to take back the blick
You ain't deservin' of shit
Nah
Said this smoke so loud im suprised im not deaf
And I knew I was right the bitch had to get left
Been gettin my money been gettin that cheese
I done spent a few hunnid on 1017 Alyx, nah
Chito x Givenchy my tee, nah
Sloggia all over my jeans, no
Designer clothing you ain't seen, no
You can't say what I put on it's foreign
She want me she said "them niggas boring"
Any bank bitch i'm mofuckin' scorin
Any cup, I need something to pour in
Any whip ima hop in is foreign
Swipe right, new bitch old one boring
Like state to state i've been spilling nigga
Out of the country im pourin'
This codeine im pourin' is foreign
This weed that im smoking is foreign
Exotic like purple and orange
A blunt to the face got me zoning out, im snoring nigga

Written by:
Gavin Westenberg

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