out gang

Singer:sauce walka

jrag on the beat

ooh-wee

scoot up in here like a bumble car

i'm drippin' sauce like it's no tomorrow

i whip that gas in my audemar

i'm pullin' strings like a damn guitar

i'm with pterodactyls in jurassic park

i'm cookin' grits if they askin' for it

i'll send a bitch in a plastic bra

all of my niggas got aim

all of my choppers got names

you niggas outside the gang

nigga get out of line

he flamed

he get caught out of bounds

he hanged

catch him out and i doubt his brains

right outside of your house

we came

all you did was hide out

you lame

out gang

splash up on the outs with a k

send an out nigga outer space

if i find out he was tryna play

ridin' out with a baby spray

got the hitter tied to a shoelace

your bitch wanna see what my jewels taste

i'm too busy changin' that cruise taste

yeah i pour a pint every day

i be drinkin' eights like smart water

niggas say lean 'posed to make you go to sleep

but it make me drip harder

i just fucked on a weird bitch in la that act with will smith's daughter

i could make selena gomez break justin bieber like a pimp taught her

while you was savin' for your first chain

nigga

i was probably on my fifth order

you old niggas still think y'all could play out the game

y'all ain't vince carter

your defense ain't nothin' to me

i step back and harden for three

just like harden i'm saucin' your p

in the streets

on me

scoot up in here like a bumble car

i'm drippin' sauce like it's no tomorrow

i whip that gas in my audemar

i'm pullin' strings like a damn guitar

i'm with pterodactyls in jurassic park

i'm cookin' grits if they askin' for it

i'll send a bitch in a plastic bra

all of my niggas got aim

all of my choppers got names

you niggas outside the gang

nigga get out of line

he flamed

he get caught out of bounds

he hanged

catch him out and i doubt his brains

right outside of your house

we came

all you did was hide out

you lame

out gang

scoot up and pop like a pimple

all these cookies

smoke clouding my mental

someone's toolie just tucked in the rental

we gon' scoot up and blow like a missile

they can't common sense you

i know that i hit you

bet a hundred that spray-co gon' lift you

it blow like a whistle

them people gon' miss you

send a nigga ass home

okay

up

up

and away

like an early dismissal

might judge judy vlone today

so my drip is up

gotta keep me a pistol

like a pimp

keep my ho on my hip

cuffin' that bitch like a new pair of scissors

we don't sleep when it's war over here

tryna creep and then reap the lil' son of a nigga

i'm glad i went chose me a roll over niggas

and i'm on the road but i'm not on no jigga

stay to myself

not a role model figure

'cause i love to ride

love to jugg and tote pistols

fuck the other side

we gotta slide on them niggas

i'm the one scootin' up in the streets

i'm the cook if they callin' it beef

fuck the smoke

bitch

we want all the grease

they deceased

i'm winning

yeah yeah

yeah yeah

scoot up in here like a bumble car

i'm drippin' sauce like it's no tomorrow

i whip that gas in my audemar

i'm pullin' strings like a damn guitar

i'm with pterodactyls in jurassic park

i'm cookin' grits if they askin' for it

i'll send a bitch in a plastic bra

all of my niggas got aim

all of my choppers got names

you niggas outside the gang

nigga get out of line

he flamed

he get caught out of bounds

he hanged

catch him out and i doubt his brains

right outside of your house

we came

all you did was hide out

you lame

out gang