Get Out More

(album: Paranoia - 2019)

(Trauma Tone)

Hacking this shit, extending that info
One percent tint on my window
Inside the coupe blowing on indo
Got cheap prices on real good out-do
Always at the studio, I should get out mo'
Always in trouble, I should get out mo'
These niggas tickle me, just like Elmo
Feeling like The Rock serving people elbow
Dark web money free like a free throw
She done popped Perc, now she in keyed-mode
Gran Coupe Bimmer, push the shit Sport mode
I'ma send a bale, dirt through zip codes
Look at me, can't handle these bit loads
I ain't talking Dell when I'm speaking on Frisco
Futuristic, I call the shit gizmo
Bought it from a German, I got it in crypto
Hacking this shit, looking out the window
Burn off the showroom, west coast bimbo
I was broke as hell, I was in limbo
I just wanna slice, more bread like Kimbo
I'ma park a big rig at my house
Then call the game, we'll empty it out
When I was down ain't nobody helped out
Niggas all crossed so a nigga held out

If I go behind the walls, I'ma get bailed out
Me and Shawn caught, we'll come same route
Every time the game come shit sell out
Turn your music down when you pull in my yard
I'll push a nigga that's out on guard
Most of these niggas out here be fraud
Tripods and flash you'll jump like a grashopper
Pull up in a Range, the Velar, that's karma
Out their house with their baes and they hating
VPN on so the boys can't check in
Training my son by the laptop to practice
Breaking them codes, my young nerds crack 'em
Shooter inside come, may need bail
Got them shoes, you're broke and upscale
Big mama just pulled up to the chair
She gon' make sure a nigga make it, get bail
I just made 50K from a gateway
On cyberspace from a encrypted site
Now I'm loving the internet life
Clay Fendi wallet contain my swipe
Swipe that through quick the other night
Did two hours, let you swipe for a flight

Hacking this shit, extending that info
One percent tint on my window
Inside the coupe blowing on indo
Got cheap prices on real good out-do
Always at the studio, I should get out mo'
Always in trouble, I should get out mo'
These niggas tickle me, just like Elmo
Feeling like The Rock serving people elbow
Dark web money free like a free throw
She done popped Perc, now she in keyed-mode
Gran Coupe Bimmer, push the shit Sport mode
I'ma send a bale, dirt through zip codes
Look at me, can't handle these bit loads
I ain't talking Dell when I'm speaking on Frisco
Futuristic, I call the shit gizmo
Bought it from a German, I got it in crypto
Hacking this shit, looking out the window
Burn off the showroom, west coast bimbo
I was broke as hell, I was in limbo
I just wanna slice, more bread like Kimbo
I'ma park a big rig at my house
Then call the game, we'll empty it out
When I was down ain't nobody helped out
Niggas all crossed so a nigga held out