Testo Outchea - cwthegoat
Testo della canzone Outchea (cwthegoat), tratta dall'album Outchea - Single
Where the bad hoes from Tokyo
With they Bape on, and they hair short
But my money long, I don't say shit
I just pull up and they escort (money bag)
Fuck a passport, roll that kush blunt
Get you higher than before (kush)
See the whole world, with your eyes low
And your mouth closed, you speechless
She bend it back with no attitude
If this your girl, then she creepin' (damn)
Burn one and she gone (gone)
Burn two and I'm thrown (thrown)
Test drive that new whip (skrr)
We look too high in this bitch
These white hoes love this pimp (this pimp)
Their pops say, "Stay from that nigga"
Ayy, I'm sippin on this six (six), gettin' lit (gettin' lit)
Chiefin' on this tree (this tree), gettin' hit (gettin' hit)
Fuck all the cash I spent (fuck all the cash I spent)
Now I'm platinum, niggas tryna bottle my riches
I'm duckin' from the bitches while I'm chasin' these millions (ayy)
Teenage dreams, nigga hold on my feelings
Fast life bitch, Nascar chillin'
Catch me with my clique with a 40 and a knit
With a Canon on record 'cause I'm doin' this shit
Ayy, doin' this shit
Outchea, straight doing this shit (damn)
Catch me with my clique with a 40 and a knit
With a Canon on record 'cause I'm doin' this shit
Ayy, doin' this shit
Outchea, (damn) straight doing this shit
678 (ayy)
Shrimp on my plate but the bread on the way (ayy)
Freshly baked, I've been waiting all day
Now the clouds are grey, from blowing this haze (ayy)
Niggas gon' hate, that's cool with me
I'm a flossy nigga
'Cause talk is cheap, and you a salty nigga
I can smell you, B
It's Cartier, you can't fuck with me
Check my wrist, bruh, like what time it be?
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