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GET THE FUCK OUT Lyrics by Ufo361 Ufo361 , Lil Gotit, OZ
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Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
Wrist on Margiela jeans
Your drip is so serious like a felony
We get bowls of the za and we mailin' it
Wet the whole block, leave it treacherous
I just add on new stock and it happened
Neck on a brick and I look like a king
We run it up, count the end of the week
They way that I move, yeah, I do it for my city
Hollywood livin', yeah, we seein' cameras
Land in Atlanta, now we totin' hammers
We tote them blicks, keep drinkin' the Fanta
Celine wrap just 'round my head like a banner
Cuffin' that ho that we fuckin', you crazy
Off in Cali, chasin' Ms, know we made it
Trunk in the hood, plug, we look like the baby
Fuck what you talkin', I'm walkin', just pay me
Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
Rosegold AP
Eine Mio, die im Safe liegt
ich bin CEO
Dicka, du bist nur ein Trainee
100k für mein Baby, sie liebt mein Money
die Bitch sieht aus wie ein Playboy-Bunny
Keiner macht es wie wir, Dicka, ain't nobody
ich zieh' meine Glock, ich aim' wie Gotit
Keiner fickt mit dir, du hast schlechte Quali
Meine Bitch ist high auf sechzig Mollys
sie killt mein Lean, mein Drank ist bloody
Get the fuck out my face, und zwar dalli, ihr wisst Bescheid
Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
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