Outta Bounds ft. HOB Rich Lyrics

I been hoopin lately ian talking bout a court

Only time y'all making noise is when y'all link up on the 4th

I'm really turnt at the drive thru the hoes come through and twerk

I find a bad btc to line him up I street her like a whore

I'm out of bounds getting money, you inna city looking bummy

Let a nigga play with me I wrap him up just like a mummy

22.3's inna arp it jammed I fuckin stuffed it

I'm controlling niggas with the glock you thinking bro a puppet

He was cruising out in traffic seen him out I had to flip his shit…nigga

See the witness get the case dismissed

We just lit his block up green and red we on some Christmas shit

We just link up she on her knees she on some Christian shit

Only time y'all niggas poppin' when y'all let off fireworks

Niggas like the gossip, just like bitches, they should wear a skirt

I'm tryna get rich and drop new Patek like I'm Uzi Vert

Niggas want no static, they just acting, he ain't tryna hurt

Nah, he ain't tryna bleed, bro, give niggas R.I.P.s

Think she into prayer, favorite place to be is on her knees

Nigga, I'm a shark, I ain't talking bout no seven seas

Make a nigga walk the plank, the choppa sing like melodies

Nigga barking like a big dog, I know he a bitch

Coming back and forth wit heat, Yea Hoe it's me and Rich!

Niggas really burgers, but that choppa fry him like some fish

Slut her out and block her now she thinkin I'm a piece of shit

Close yo eyes when you look at me you see the chain shining

I told him calm it down he calmed it down just like my name Simon

Whip the srt boys behind me then the gears grinding

Up in atl I'm throwing shit just like my name Ryan

Green tip bullets,boi you lucky if you surviving

Put a fuck nigga in a coffin, like a vampire

Bro ah hop out blowin' at these niggas like a hand dryer

Say she only got a couple bodies, she a damn liar

Slam a nigga on his fuckin' neck like a piledriver

Ill never take no disrespect from a stylebiter

A.R make a nigga, do a flip like he AJ Styles

Hop Out Boyz all confirmed kills if they chase you down

Pistol whip a nigga in his mouth, he can't even smile

Lil bro masked up, killin shit, thats Jason style

Said you was finna make me bleed, now you bleedin out

I was sippin tea in his hood when they X'd him out

Damn, this lil' bitch look good, but she extrad out

That don't even matter I'm jus really tryna stretch her out

Niggas lost, they just in the city hatin

Would say I'm outta bounds, but then Id be fakin