In & Outta Town Songtext
von Key Glock

Kill ′em all, yeah
(Hitkidd, what it do, man?)
(Ayo, BandPlay)
Cutthroat La Familia, Paper Route 5L
You know what I'm sayin′?
Paper Route business, Paper Route campaign
Whatever you wanna call this s-
Yeah, yeah, get back gang, gang (fah, fah, fah, fah)
Uh, your b- fave, uh, yeah (yeah, what?)
This s- still major (ayy, don't t-)

Yeah, ayy, don't tell me to slide, I was on that before my n- died (shh)
N- hidin′, lil′ bruh got a switch, and he can't wait to try it (yeah)
It′s f- the opps, yeah
Let 'em rot, these n-, they be rappin′ lies
I'm ′bout my guap
These n- clowns, yeah, these n- is Pennywise


Your b- on my genitalia (phew, phew)
I been gettin' it for a while (phew)
14, stole a quarter pound
I ran it up, couldn't turn me down (yeah)
Big Glock, I been runnin′ wild, you want some beef?
I slaughter cows (yeah)
You know I don′t play around
I keep that in and out of town (fah, fah, fah)

I f- her on the floor and couch
This b- got glizzy in her mouth
My chopper like to twerk, it clap, the only b-
I'm worried ′bout (yup)
N-, I ain't worried ′bout 'cause
All they do is run they mouth (yeah)
N-, I ain′t worried 'bout 'cause
All they do is run they mouth

Ayy, don′t tell me to slide
I been on that for a long time (fah, fah, fah)
These n- porcupines
Backstabbin′, that is not my kind (cutthroat)
Hoppin' out a truck on
Twenty-sixes with my .45 (skrrt, skrrt, fah)
You know I rep that five, so that′s why I got like five wives


I flip your ass like Five Guys (yeah)
Choppers in all size (yeah)
Big old Glocks, got all kinds (for real, yeah)
Gang 'nem got all kinds (yeah)
I′m workin' hard, no part-time (ayy)
These n- part-time
I don′t want some, need all mine (real)
Yeah, I need all of mine

Ayy, don't tell me to slide (phew)
I was on that before my n- died (phew, phew)
These n- hidin', lil′ bruh got a switch, and he can′t wait to try it
It's fuck the opps, yeah, let ′em rot
These n-, they be rappin' lies (tss)
I′m 'bout my guap, these n- clowns
Yeah, these n- is Pennywise (phew)

Your b- on my genitalia
I been gettin′ it for a while
14, stole a quarter pound (ayy)
I ran it up, couldn't turn me down (yeah)
Big Glock, I been runnin' wild (ayy)
You want some beef? I slaughter cows (yup)
You know I don′t play around
I keep that in and out of town (frrt, fah)