Outta Town

Birds on the highway flying in the rental

The pills look like skittles

And the OG's just as strong as can be

Let's take a trip outta town

I gotta double my money

My connect is waiting on me

Being broke ain't nothing funny

Let's take a trip outta town

Box it up and wrap it

Then let's get in traffic

I can fedex you a package

Let's take a trip outta town

Pardon me... but would you happen to have any gray poupon

Fuck naw bitch we out here clippin' coupons (coupons)

Welfare recipients fixed income (income)

EBT cards PG&E none

After sitting in the dark for a week no lights for a week

Made up my mind I'm a do what I gotta to do as a man and get on the grind

I rap and I rhyme but so far that ain't made me a dime

I'm sick of my mama flippin' pattys working at Maggies commin' home cryin

On the weekend workin part time stressin' and prayin'

It's goin be alright mommy I put that on me

I'm a start sellin tree cause it's less risky

Went and got a cannabis card so the popo can't frisk me

Goin hard on the yard rollin my sleeve gettin down and dirty

Amtrackin it outta state and city to city

Greyhound bussin it seal it and tuck it in my booty

Got pills, windshield and elbows of broccoli

BIATCH!

Pisces got the prices dope be da nicest

Niggas cop cakes and cut them into slices

Then we get vices feds and the task force

I can teach you how to get it, crash course

And when it's slow you gotta move around

Find a nigga outta town say he gettin down

Put em on the ground see you in about a week

The only way to eat keep your money in the streets (ya)

South niggas put they border up

Arizona Mex fuck tha border up

They even get across if they sorta tuff

You gotta know who to trust that's important stuff

California grown what you knowin good

And they be blowin that up in the back wood

And they be coppin that if the scratch good

All you gotta do is just give it to the neighborhood

I give it too ya

I got tha tracking number tear the paper up when it lands

Quick notha hunned in tha rubba band it's never enough

Just feedin 5 (5) on the wake up touch wherever you desire

Them niggas pack was quiet I came with all loud

Mama didn't know how tha money came she was proud

I open doors in a small town avoid snitches

Bounce back like trampolines when work missing (GET IT BACK!)

Is you lookin for a way in or way out

Credit good real niggas never see the drought

Shot the game to my lil nigga cause he tha driver

Minivan got 10 cakes on each tire

We take that highway up town with light traffic

No smokin speed limit we so active

Have my bread straight big faces facing up

Let this rental car trail me with hammers tucked

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