Out of It

(Turn me up) Uh-huh Grrah, grrah, grrah (Jamz, turn me up) Turn me up I just got in my groove Please do not think about fuckin' my mood up I'm with the goons, they quick to pick tools up See the opps, shootin' the room up Kay brung the mop, so I picked the broom up Goin' shot for shots if they tryna boom us Bitches wanna f*ck 'cause I got my views up And, no, I ain't with the politics We see the opps and we got out this bitch, that's that Gwalla, I walk with a lot of it Dare a nigga try to blitz and I'm uppin' this strap EK gon' hop out back with shit that go, "Brrt-the-bat" It's gon' tear off his back My 'ooter be buggin' when he off the 'erky I told him to chill, he need to relax These bitches be buggin' like they really worthy Told 'em need to chill, it's no time for that She dance on my lap while she feel on my racks She keep on feelin' 'til she feel a strap 'Til she feel a knocker Brodie off a pill, spinnin', tryna pop some' In the field, it get real, lookin' like we got one B-Lovee at the court the other day, he dropped one We don't stop shootin' 'til we see the cops come We gon' keep flamin' 'til we see we got one Grrrt I'm smokin' on Grade A, I was lookin' for Day Ray Copped the grip had to toss it the same day 'Cause of D's, always spin through the same way She a treesh, I'ma f*ck her the same day Get to the breesh, I've been stuck in my damn ways Get to the breesh, I've been stuck in my damn ways We gon' spin through the same way With the Locs, they be screamin' out, "Ray Ray" We catch a opp, we gon' do him the same way (like, dummy) Hop out the cut and we blitz 'em I'm finna get off the liquor, please do not f*ck up my mood Totin' this .40, man I'm tryna hit some', I bet that .40 go boom I got a baddie and she tryna lick some' She better not f*ck up my mood Please do not think about fuckin' my mood up (uh-huh) I'm with the goons, they quick to pick tools up See the opps, shootin' the room up Kay brung the mop, so I picked the broom up Goin' shot for shots if they tryna boom us Bitches wanna f*ck 'cause I got my views up And, no, I ain't with the politics We see the opps and we got out this bitch, that's that Gwalla, I walk with a lot of it Dare a nigga try to blitz and I'm uppin' this strap EK gon' hop out back with shit that go, "Brrt-the-bat" It's gon' tear off his back My 'ooter be buggin' when he off the 'erky I told him to chill, he need to relax