OUTTA RANGE

I could feel my face melt off these drugs She want one more minute Give her one more second Yeah, she been fucked up Yeah, she been fucked- Fall for me, fallin' deep I'll agree, I love to disagree I'll admit, I couldn't listen, talk is cheap The drug is me, she fucked up off of me, yeah I'm swerving this bitch out the lane On private jets, can't do no plain For you, that bitch outta range I'm fuckin that bitch in a Range Whole 40 and this bitch got aim I'm grippin' this stick and this bitch look insane I keep this shawty, my fire Fuckin' that bitch up, fuckin' that bitch up Shawty wanna meet up at five I checked the score and he 0-6 (Huh, huh) Double me up like I roll six (Huh, huh) Can't even focus, I'm up off this drank, shit Laughing my way to the bank, bitch My money move in a tank, bitch My money move in a- (Psh, sh, breach) Big body rollin', big body chain Can't compare nothing 'cause I don't do same Each one of my side hoes come with a main I tell her push up lil bitch and give brain I pull up with it, got real mob ties I keep a Glock with like 9 on my side I let rock and leave none of them live Hop in, hop out, hop in, drive Big body rollin', big body chain Can't compare nothing 'cause I don't do same Each one of my side hoes come with a main I tell her push up lil bitch and give brain I pull up with it, got real mob ties I keep a Glock with like 9 on my side I let rock and leave none of them live Hop in, hop out, hop in, drive