Out Here (feat. Moneybagg Yo) - Icewear Vezzo

Ayy Sizzle I still don't know what to call it, haha I been fuckin' with this real little trill little ho We been like this for a minute 'cause she concealed with it though Told my bitch I cut her off but we still creepin' on the low She got an nigga, I got a bitch, but this y'all already know She be askin' what to call it, I'm like I still don't know He might question her 'bout niggas but he still won't know She gon' play him to the left (how?), like she coolin' with her friend Then I pull up like get in, in my baby mama's Benz Ooh, I'm foul foul (ooh ooh), I ain't shit (I ain't nothin') Hope she don't find out (out), she gon' clip (she gon' spazz, ooh) This shit getting serious (how?), her nigga gettin' on to us (damn) Message come through like she text, Don't know if it's him or her (what you do?) No reply, so he still don't know She like what is we doin', I'm like I still don't know Neither one of us slip up so our spouses can't trip up Hit me like when we gon' get up, I'm like I still don't know It's confidential how we link, gotta keep it on the low Told my dog to get the room, he hit me back like it's a go This time just use a rubber bro, seven kids you don't need no more She pulled up naked, Looked so sexy when she took off the trenchcoat, ooh My bitch happened to drive by and just spot my car outside I can't put this on my nigga, she know every car I drive Now she callin', hittin' the line, let it ring, don't hit decline So I can play like I was sleep, that's a nigga's favorite line No reply, so she still don't know She like what is we doin', I'm like I still don't know Neither one of us slip up so our spouses can't trip up Hit me like when we gon' get up, I'm like I still don't know I don't know No reply, so he still don't know She like what is we doin', I'm like I still don't know Neither one of us slip up so our spouses can't trip up Hit me like when we gon' get up, I'm like I still don't know They say you caught (I'm like with who?), because I still don't know I'm in Dubai with my guys and some other nigga's ho And the blogs want to report me but they still don't know And my plug still support me so I still got coke I keep swappin' out these hoes, I can't make up my lil mind I don't know which one I like so I'm dividing up my time (What happened in Paris? I don't know) Man I still don't know You can fall in love and marry her but she still gon' go (damn) Had a crush on Mira (Mira), had a crush on Lira (Lira) Had a crush on that seven figures 'til I Touched that million (touched it, skrrt skrrt) Louis V, Supreme, Rari in Dubai (what the shit) What you tell your bitch when she ask who you with? No reply, so she still don't know She like what is we doin', I'm like I still don't know Neither one of us slip up so our spouses can't trip up Hit me like when we gon' get up, I'm like I still don't know (I don't know) No reply, so he still don't know She like what is we doin', I'm like I still don't know Neither one of us slip up so our spouses can't trip up Hit me like when we gon' get up, I'm like I still don't know (I don't know)

I ain't recorded in over two weeks (Cash out what it do?) Okay, shit Yeah, Drank God Yeah Mud baby, I went gun crazy I got drug habits Big game, keep that stick on me Yeah that's my lil' nigga Crip member, we don't swiping Cause bitch we drug trafficking Hid the hunnid's, signed with big cheese Shout out my blood niggas (shout out my blood niggas) Hmmm, yeah, bitch we bought mud with us Hit yo city, flood the whole town I bought a tub with us (I bought a tub with us) At my show, got two hundred niggas, I brought the club with us Take that 'stendo put it on switches, I love to plug niggas I love to shoot shit, got the kujick That's two hundred, count up them blue strips Slide to Mikey, a million in cash, just got a new kit Popped a bean, then fell on the curb, I need a new mix Yeah, shit, should see the opps faces I ain't fuck cause she got no ass, hoe I am not basic Pour an eight or jumped in the 'vette, I'm in the drop wasted (skrr) Hunnid rounds, I put a sign on it, this choppa not vacant Yeah, wish they would stop hatin' Audemar got black and white diamonds, hoe I am not racist Check the gram, we got his fam mad, cause he did not make it Dropped a load, been lurkin' all night I had to swap pages Sick sipper, drinkin' click clicker, this for them big niggas Why all the opps we beefin' with broke? They need to fix niggas Check the sco' we wipe niggas nose, yeah I'm a sick nigga (fuck) Goon squad, bitch I rep that D But ain't got Trick with us (that's my uncle) Ouu, he in that trick bag, wrap him up or treat him like uh- Yeah, this a gift bag Fendi belt with Alex McQueens', I love to mix fashion He turn around, we takin' him out, I call that get back Yeah, bitch, I got a big bag I sent a play threw Cudi the blitz, bitch I'm like knick knack Bust my ears and then bust my neck, I made my wrist mad She got good brain, I pulled my dick out and told her to think fast Hm, yeah, I let my mink drag Poured a pop then ran out already, I like to drink fast Twenty thousand, stuffin' them grants, bitch I got pink cash If he don't live it then I can't listen, and plus the beats ass Crack the Qua', give me a gulp, pour that mud in double cups Diamonds on me moon walkin', run it up then fuck it up Banana clip on big drakey, AR with the monkey nuts Told take the condom when she suckin', with yo funky butt Rich off pints, two That's how we comin' back (Cash out what it do?)