Go Out (feat. Jonte)

Thought that I had a lot got a lot more I went and scaled it up And I done got me so much of this haze I could've baled it up Now all I need is a line of the Ye You can't tell me nothin' I never fall for frontin' I'm pushing all they buttons Which a one just pick a one Imma make a meal out of any one I'm handsome but my hand come And clap your face like a handgun I trip alarms I set it off I'm off the top but my head is on And anybody think they seeing me Would rather wish themselves To be dead and gone They whole life been a hit away I fishbowl it when I whip it mane And some of these hoes so full of envy Cause like Eli I did it mane You know exactly what the f*ck I mean Bitch I ain't bout to reiterate And any weakness that I peep out Get picked on and obliterated I blow it up I don't mitigate it The old me got renovated They say it's hard to get in that bitch But I'm a sharp nigga I penetrate it Bleed the game I menstruate it Tear it up and I rearrange it I came here just to get paid I am no slave I ain't into hangin' I go out and get it Now go out and get it I go out and get it Now go out and get it I go out and get it Now go out and get it I go out and get it Now go out and get it I turn it up till I'm bussin' the knob Open her lips and I thrust in her mouth I have no patience I'm cussing 'em out Nothing is gonna be tougher than now I make it easy I'm bussin' it down She gettin' paid just for fucking around That bitch is ballin' not fumbling around I'm a big stepper I rumble the ground They get up to go and I came up and went I'm LST'g now Ima get bent That's my fee mail I get paid when she sent Put my stamp on her and then she get shipped I'm gettin' paper I knew off the rip You cannot top me I blew off the lid You only cocky when you off the shit I am a problem when sober or lit I make advances You want romancing find a romantic I'm bout to step bitch I'm doin' my dance You want a tip then just look in my pants I got a grip you could look at my hands Drumming up money I'm good with the bands I be so high I'm still fly when I land I beat a beat up again and again I do not care for excuses Pull yourself up by yo bootstraps I'm bout to heat up the game Then go somewhere where it's cool at I'm on the mound and it don't matter who bat My little bitches tell me I'm the one I shine in they life as if I am the sun I tell em keep killing the shit Then I'm givin' em bullets and buyin' em guns I go out and get it Now go out and get it I go out and get it Now go out and get it I go out and get it Now go out and get it I go out and get it Now go out and get it