outa body - 6ix4ever lyrics
intro
ricky!
chorus
ooo im so outta body
car doors open the push of a b*tton
need me a hot tamale
on the low need a b*tch suckin me sloppy
i need a porsche cayenne
getting sick of whippin this rari
i need wrist like asap rocky i need a b*tch like cardi
raf rick owens amiri the topic im perced the f*ck out thinking bout buying out barneys
lean in my cup same colour as barney’s
big body benz don’t park it
can’t be a victim of whatever i started
you start talking down i start upping profits
you done talking down see you in the mosh pit
b*tch
verse 1
how you gonna sit there tell me how to do my sh*t are you stupid
i was in the stu cooking up like a su chef
i was on the roof with the moon smoking good gas
thats right thats right
jack got a bag and he doing all right
jack’s on a roll like his last names dice
punch me in like mike cause i got air my sh*t on the mic
la la la la la
you so mad that the kid dont stop
you so mad that your ep flopped
you so mad that the streams don’t stop
you so mad that your girlfriend wears my merch from my latest drop
that’s gotta suck
oh my god jack jack k!lled this sh*t
see you in the mosh pit tho
chorus
ooo im so outta body
car doors open the push of a b*tton
need me a hot tamale
on the low need a b*tch suckin me sloppy
i need a porsche cayenne
getting sick of whippin this rari
i need wrist like asap rocky i need a b*tch like cardi
raf rick owens amiri the topic im perced the f*ck out thinking bout buying out barneys
lean in my cup same colour as barney’s
big body benz don’t park it
can’t be a victim of whatever i started
you start talking down i start upping profits
you done talking down see you in the mosh pit
b*tch
verse 2
remember hitting sh*t in the mosh pit
64 k!lled it the reason i paint my nails
and flood my wrist on the people that hate
while i pop my sh*t while i make my list can’t cuff no b*tch
still all on my d*ck maybe they like my fur
thinking bout buying em ice not talking burr burr
might buy some ice but not for her
roll up the gas im outta body
roll up the money hits out a mazi
rolling up weed what’s good for me
losing her clothes what’s good for me
i back for the people what’s good homie
aye whats good
what’s good homie
chorus
ooo im so outta body
car doors open the push of a b*tton
need me a hot tamale
on the low need a b*tch suckin me sloppy
i need a porsche cayenne
getting sick of whippin this rari
i need wrist like asap rocky i need a b*tch like cardi
raf rick owens amiri the topic im perced the f*ck out thinking bout buying out barneys
lean in my cup same colour as barney’s
big body benz don’t park it
can’t be a victim of whatever i started
you start talking down i start upping profits
you done talking down see you in the mosh pit
b*tch
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