OUT THE ROOF

(Yeah)

Yeah, ayy (Ayy)

I just popped three in a row (Popped three in a row)

Gasoline-y what I smoke (What I smoke)

Gas on 'E', we slide the door (Slide the door)

Slide the door (Slide the door)

Please don't try this shit at home (Shit at home, shit at home)

We send souls up to the sky (To the sky, to the sky)

When we don't wanna talk it through (Talk it through, talk it through)

See us, then you take your life (Take your life, take your life)

What the fuck you gonna do? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I got fifty rackies on me hangin' out my pants

And I'm hangin' out the roof, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

I'ma put the burner on his ass, make him dance

Michael Jack, bust a move, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

I'ma scorch every motherfucker in the game

'Cause there's nothing left to do, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Plus I got this vest on my body

So you know I'm feelin' bulletproof

Yeah, we stay lit (We stay lit)

We fuck bitches, pop on pillies, that is it, yeah (We stay lit)

Holy moly, holy shit, yeah (Holy shit)

Me and all my people heaven-sent, yeah, yup

She just got her titties tucked, mhm, yup, yup

Fillin' up a double cup with mud, mm, mhm

Yeah, mix it up (Mix it up), save that money

If you don't got none, you're stuck

What the fuck? Yeah

I'm at the top of my game, yeah

Percies been killin' my pain, yeah

I like to hide in my braids, shit

Chopper beam blow off your brain, yeah

I go insane, I go insane, I go insane, yeah

Look at my flamethrower, I'm flowin' flames, yeah (Bitch), yeah

Fifty rackies on me hangin' out the back of my pants

While I'm hangin' out the roof

I'ma put the burner on his ass, make him dance

Michael Jack, bust a move, yeah

I'ma scorch every motherfucker in the game

'Cause there's nothin' left to do, yeah

Plus I got this vest on my body

So you know I'm feelin' bulletproof, yeah

Why waste time when you get high on the weekend? (Yeah, yeah)

Why waste time when you get high when you can? (Yeah, yeah)

I'ma hit you again (Yeah, yeah), wait

I got fifty rackies hangin' out of the back of my pants

While I'm hangin' out the roof

I'ma put the burner on his ass

Get to choppin' if he don't know what to do, yeah

I'ma scorch every opposition in the game

'Cause there's nothin' left to do, yeah

(Do-do-do-do-do-do-do)

Plus I got this vest on me, motherfucker

Bitch, I'm feelin' bulletproof

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Bitch, I'm bulletproof

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah