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Out the Gate Songtext
von TK Kravitz

Out the Gate Songtext

Bobby Kritical

Uh
Baby let me pick your fuckin′ face
I'ma rob your daddy fuckin′ safe
I love fuckin' you but I love cake
Been a crazy nigga out the gate, out the gate
Young wild nigga out the gate (out the gate)
Been a young wild nigga out the gate
Young wild nigga out the gate (out the gate)
Been a young wild nigga out the gate


I be tryna stay lowkey
'Cause these nigga think they know me
All their bitches wanna fuck on me
′Cause I′m surfin' like the sea
She got her bestfriend with her (yeah)
She did some coke off her titty (yeah)
Both of them suckin′ on me (ya)
That shit feel like a million (yeah)
I'm in here rockin′ that Gucci
I'm in here rockin′ that Gucci
I do not fuck with y'all niggas
where your bitch, i'mma nut on her booty uh

Uh
Baby let me pick your fuckin′ face
I′ma rob your daddy fuckin' safe
I love fuckin′ you but I love cake
Been a crazy nigga out the gate, out the gate
Young wild nigga out the gate (out the gate)
Been a young wild nigga out the gate
Young wild nigga out the gate (out the gate)
Been a young wild nigga out the gate


A1 see salt no steak
Goin' hard, green lights no brakes (no brakes)
So green, so white, snow flakes
Swap it out, switch it up, roll tape
All the time so I′m talkin' to my foreign car
I wore a Rollie yesterday, today Audemar
How you doin? How I′m feelin'? Yeah I'm doin′ well
If you care about her you would′ve bought her Chanel
Remember days that was hot on narcotics at 12
Last night I told God I was them hell
New duffle product placement
Accept the applications
And doin' fornication
She got that condensation

Uh
Baby let me pick your fuckin′ face
I'ma rob your daddy fuckin′ safe
I love fuckin' you but I love cake
Been a crazy nigga out the gate, out the gate
Young wild nigga out the gate (out the gate)
Been a young wild nigga out the gate
Young wild nigga out the gate (out the gate)
Been a young wild nigga out the gate

My bros smoke back to back (woo, woo)
They hit the ground running for some racks (brrr)
If I don′t they gon' fuck your hoe (what?)
Fuck her in a mansion then we send her ass home (what?)
On gang, on gang
My drawers say Supreme
Why the fuck would I wear Hanes, lame
I fuck with your momma
But your daddy can get these hands tho
He a J, I heard that he been served before

Uh
Baby let me pick your fuckin' face
I′ma rob your daddy fuckin′ safe
I love fuckin' you but I love cake
Been a crazy nigga out the gate, out the gate
Young wild nigga out the gate (out the gate)
Been a young wild nigga out the gate
Young wild nigga out the gate (out the gate)
Been a young wild nigga out the gate

Yeah, yeah, yeah

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