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lit outside of rap - leaf ward lyrics

[chorus]
we them young n*ggas who lit outside of rap
f*ck the industry, i’m this outside of that
you know it’s a switch on every gl!ck, this not a mac
i can cash out on whatever now, ain’t gotta stack
i’m so lit, ain’t gotta cap, you n*ggas ain’t got no motion
i can step on you and not show no emotion
i can make your b*tch sell you out without no promotion
you know we gon’ come through dripping wet, we like the ocean

[verse]
we gone come through dripping wet like it was raining
all my lil’ shooters be k!llers in training
i don’t never tell ’em that, that’s our record claiming
bro got all them bodies and he don’t even be aiming
nah i ain’t complaining ’cause he gon’ bring them b’s back
tell him spin, if n0body get bent, then bring them v’s back
every day, ii come outside broke and bring that cheese back
i went on a drill with navy seal to get his feedback
you can hear us pulling up, just listen for the ‘cat noise
i brought out two chains like lil wayne on “duffle bag boy”
every opp they send gone crash out like my last toy
i know lil’ baby in the trap like my last boy
i got fifty in amiri, got room just for the drip
been gettin’ money for a minute, i ain’t been broke in a grip
everybody on my team a shooter, we gon’ win the chip
shorty had a loose lip, he tried to sink the whole ship
baby could get you a zip, we is not them to be played with
you know rr had more chains than a slave ship
this that work that had the fiends crushin’ it with his main whip
we gon’ get that drop from the same b*tch that you laid with
how he rich and a gravedigger? once we f*ck her, we won’t never speak
keep it clean, so i’ma f*ck her in the whip with leather seats
done with srts, i’m comin’ trackhawk, the better jeep
that n*gga done, he fell tryna run, he needed better feet
[chorus]
we them young n*ggas who lit outside of rap
f*ck the industry, i’m this outside of that
you know it’s a switch on every gl!ck, this not a mac
i can cash out on whatever now, ain’t gotta stack
i’m so lit, ain’t gotta cap, you n*ggas ain’t got no motion
i can step on you and not show no emotion
i can make your b*tch sell you out without no promotion
you know we gon’ come through dripping wet, we like the ocean

- leaf ward lyrics

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