Going Out Sad Lyrics

Whats in my mouth cost a ticket

I want i get it

I move round the city my windows is tinted

Trust me i move with precision

I stay in the cut like incisions

Is you gone spend the bread

Or make it stack hard decision

I made something from nothing like magicians

Even if shit go left imma still finish the mission

You wake up and sit on yo ass

I wake up i gotta run straight to the cash

You niggas stay talking bout shit from the past

You ain't do a thing in 10 years thats the gag

Hop in the whip and i step on the pedal go fast

150 on the gauge and its digital dash

You been in ya feelings i been in my bag

Them niggas was up in the past they going out sad

Now they rocking rick

I swear that these niggas so late

I could get right on any beat

I don't even need a 808

Me imma just show love

These niggas gone hate all day

I left some people behind

Not letting them play in my face

You know that we going up

Shine bright so she tryna soak it up

80 degrees outside but my neck cold as fuck

I need my bread right now whats the hold up

This shit that i'm smoking got me in the solar

GG Tef all in her mouth like a molar

That ain't yo car thats a loaner

Im moving weight like i'm tryna get toner

She want my heart i don't got one to loan her

Baby like a work of art call her Mona

Im wavy past water i'm sonar

I got more drive in me than a whole motor

She wanna cop but i don't know who told her

I might pull up on her block and straight zoe her

You know i'm just kidding man

If its good business you know imma get it

Trapping so hard i been gone for some hours

I told my lil bae ill be back in a minute

Im riding with demons they sinning

Try and act up and my bro just my send him

Riding round town with that pack and i send em

I beat up the block like i'm getting revenge

Whats in my mouth cost a ticket

I want i get it

I move round the city my windows is tinted

Trust me i move with precision

I stay in the cut like incisions

Is you gone spend the bread

Or make it stack hard decision

I made something from nothing like magicians

Even if sht go left imma still finish the mission

You wake up and sit on yo ass

I wake up i gotta run straight to the cash

You niggas stay talking bout shit from the past

You aint do a thing in 10 years thats the gag

Hop in the whip and i step on the pedal go fast

150 on the gauge and its digital dash

You been in ya feelings i been in my bag

Them niggas was up in the past they going out sad