I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
He out of control
He out of control
Uh
The breath for all this rap ***
Body and smack ***
Avenue animals, whale savage
Money under the mattress, money pillowcase loot
You can find me in a hoodie or you can find me in a suit
Decimals, commas, all about my dollars
Like to squeeze titties, like to squeeze llamas
Pit jet fuel, I'll gas anybody
Can't be duplicated, can't be carbon copy
Far from a sucker, never been a sap
Coming around the corner with undeniable slack
Coming around the corner with a super bad back
Coming around the corner with a pocket full of stash
Avenue retrievin', currency collectin'
Gouda gettin' fatty for snatchin'
Cheddar checkin'
Yolkin', marijuana smokin'
Desert Eagle tote, I don't think they know
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
He out of control
He out of control
See ya
Look, red nose, pit bull, no leash
All bite, no bulk, straight beats
We out of control
Dump Chevy in the rain, no brakes
Fish tail sideways in the lake
We out of control
Clear liquor, no mix with the kush bush pedal to the flow, Mack
We got that
We like Puffy and Shine on New Years
I got it in the club with me, you don't wanna *** with me
We two bulls like Spain runnin' in the air
Real goon niggas run Cali
I'm fresh out the projects, dump steel on me
Ride dirty on the road, don't stop, no right
It's beef on site, mill finger to the law
I ain't tryna be discreet, gotta chop on the seat
Active, the young boys bout that action
Smackin', drop a nigga, stretch him like they last
We out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
Droopy, we back at it
Uncle Foddy Wilder, you do know that
Listen, Mr. Pham
I'm a fixture, factor, more than a wrapper
Gritter, grinder, hustle like a trapper
Paper, stacker, forever what I'm after
Pimpin' ain't about piquezos, pesos, it don't even matter
Forty the ambassador, and Fabby is the prince
I'll shake your hand, but hold up, Pimpin', please no fingerprints
Bossy, flossy, groovier than Groovy
Bossy, flossy, groovier than Groovy
A walking reality show, a box office movie
Mackin', mobbin', got bad bitches poppin'
Models on my line, and them bitches, they be jockin'
Watchin', clockin', steady by my paper
Watchin', clockin', steady by my paper
Just like Stevie Wonder, I don't ever see these haters
Look through him, through him, yep, pass him
Lotta niggas mad because I l-l-l-l-lap them
Elmer for the thug and watch me g-g-g-g-gas them
Who the nigga in it, baby?
Boy, just ask him
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
He outta control
He outta control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I'm out of control