Lyrics:
I am an O-UT-KAST
So get up off your ass
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git
I am an O-UT-KAST
So get up off your ass
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need
sear the steaks, steal the Wraith
(And them Wraiths is ugly, by the way
We see you got money to spend, but, nonetheless)
Get the fuck off now, get
Shit, niggas got me higher than a motherfucker off up in here, man
Damn, the fuck y'all get this weed from
Motherfucker overdose or some shit off
And never Ta double my bitches
Macky den made it
You see by the way that its hittin'
If it ain't come from Macky, tha Jeweler, then it's a knock off
If it
Another hundred people just got off of the train
And came up through the ground while
Another hundred people just got off of the bus
And are
everyone please be completely quiet
Because i can literally hear a whisper
And it’ll throw off my stream of
Consciousness, and when I get my
Stream
Zaytoven (yo)
Get back right
I had to get back right
Get back right
I had to get back right
Get back right
I had to get back right
Fell off
Hm, yeah
Mhm
We take the good, we take the bad
It's not about what we had
We just tryna get by
We stay out of trouble
All we wanna do to get
getting packs off
I'm getting packs off I'm getting bags off
I'm getting pounds off, I'm getting pills off
I get some pills off then ima peel off
I'm giving
just tryna get by
Avoiding all the things in my mind
Off the drugs yeah
You know what I’m like baby
Off the drugs
Ask me anything you like baby
Oh
Gimme the music
(I'd get a thrill, if you'd say you will)
Gimme a rockabye, gimme a lullaby
Give me a by and by oh by and by oh by
Gimme a rockabye,
Jumping bitches off the vert
Throw these dollars make them work
Silly ass dancer think she gonna get me with all that mileage, no she won't
Easily broke
get it through your head
That boy is mine
(Keep your hands)
Oh, keep your hands (off my) off my baby (bay-ee-a-by )
I ain't gonna tell you twice
I drink on the drank by the pint
I pour up the drank by the fifth
I smoke on the smoke by the pound
I roll up a leaf and get lit
I drink on the drank
Slip by I'm just doing what I gotta and I
Get by, dripping sickened by the trauma but I
Get mine, and I'ma do it how I wanna
Said I, I get mine
What the fuck is you doing
You trying to get rich
You trying to live lavish my Niga you trying to provide for your kids
Get off your ass go get a bag
how to
Wipe, them guns off, get that money money
Wipe, a nigga smile, off ain't nuttin' funny
Show, these motherfuckers, just how hungry you
Get
I got my hustle, dog
I gets my hustle off, Oxycontin, heroin
Crazy, I got my chopper, dog
Don't make me chop him off
Chop chop, knock him off
to blast off
Drink, smoke, party ya ass off
This ain't tic-tac-toe, I got a click clack flow
The number one objective is to get that dough
From
instincts, which
Are leaning firmly toward the other option
"All Eyes on You" "Your voice sounds
Ill, the flow sounds ill, " she says "This
Is going to get
to be loved by you)
I need your arms I do I do
(Can't wait to be loved by you)
Come to me soon (hee)
What you want to get off
You can get it off
one (pick one)
When I get 'em off to the room
We ain't playin' by no rules
And girl singin' melodies (oh)
And it soundin' like your favorite song
they right or wrong
Fuck them niggas they stay dissin in they fucking songs
Fuck pussy nigga tell his ass stay at home
Tryina get by tryina get by tryina
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