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Shout Out

(album: Collection Agency - 2021)


They got cups in here? We might got some liquor
Damn
East side (Turn the beat up some)
Trauma Tone, uh

I could pull up with you a couple spots and have you popping
Open the door for you, I know everybody watching
Understand I got options and I place you on top 'em
But it's your spot to lose
This life come with some rules, we laced in real jewels
Champagne ain't nothing new, swear that's just what we do
Whether the camera on or off, we still looking cool
Niggas mad I been stunting, so I hear they hunting
My OG hipped me to it, I know how y'all coming
You come run up on me, I swear, you get laid out for nothing
My homies down to slide for me 'cause they really love me, uh

Shout out my watch, it's real, shout out my bitch, she real
Shout out my hood, they real, shout out my label, it's real
Shout out my watch, it's real, shout out my bitch, she real
Shout out my niggas, they real, shout out my Phantom grill
East side on mine just like every time, lowriders outside
Got foreigns in a line because I can't decide
Which one I'm tryna drive, I'm, like, too fucking high
But, yeah, I'm still gon' slide, might pick that sixty-five

I'ma pick you up, I might show you off
Put some diamonds on your neck, baby, fuck the cost
We turning heads when we walk, skin so soft
Leather so soft, adjustable exhaust, I'm catting off
I told you I can show you what we go through
Now, baby, quit playing and come fuck with a boss
We popping Ace of Spades bottles for no reason at all
I was just checking on you, that's the reason I called (How you doing, baby?)
I keep shit lit, that's it, look at my wrist, that's him
Look at my bitch, God damn, bitch got ass like sheesh
I'm that nigga still, shout out my bitch, she real
AP watches still, bitch, I'm healthy still

Shout out my watch, it's real, shout out my bitch, she real
Shout out my hood, they real, shout out my label, it's real
Shout out my watch, it's real, shout out my bitch, she real
Shout out my niggas, they real, shout out my Phantom grill
East side on mine just like every time, lowriders outside
Got foreigns in a line because I can't decide
Which one I'm tryna drive, I'm, like, too fucking high
But, yeah, I'm still gon' slide, might take that sixty-five

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