Out the P Lyrics

Yeah, it Aneury Dinero music, yeah Yeah, bitch, I'm smokin' straight right

out the P. This is how it had to be

Hoe, I'm glued to the throne Ain't no way they takin' my seat

They can pose, but they know, they aint half as wavy as me

Grip the pole, hit they soul Now it's dead, people, I see

Smokin' back-to-back blunts You would think a n***a was the plug

Got my shit right, I'm tryna live life Got no plans on givin' up

Had to get it out the mud So I can't give you n****s none

Mmm, fade away, fade away Crack that lil' bitch back then to the trash

Just like a paper plate Disappear like David Blaine

Perks in her purse, she use them just to work Sayin' that they ain't for pain

Flexin' on them like major pain Mmm, watch them stay the same

I can't pay to slay hoes, Oh, I'm still stuck in my ways

I'm high, but I still lay low I don't want nothin' but face

So tell your friends to take notes She look back to me and say

I already think that they already know Bitch, I'm smokin' right out the P

This is how it had to be Hoe, I'm glued to the throne

Ain't no way they takin' my seat They can pose, but they know, they

Aint half as wavy as me grip the pole, hit they soul

Now it's dead, people, I see Smokin' back-to-back blunts

You would think a n***a was to plug, Got my shit right, I'm tryna live life

Got no plans, I'm givin' up Had to get it out the mud

So I can't give you n****s none Mmm