Time to get out, out, out, out, out, out, out If you're a bitch, call me, I'll tell you Out, out, out It stinks of the money like Out, out, out I've had it on my shoulders Out, out, out Take a look in the hallway Out, out, out No time for your ***, go Out, out, out I do this for my job, yeah Out, out, out I'm Siske the rat, bitch Out, out, out I'm the *** in my city, bitch Out, out, out And I make my dad proud now Out, out, out I don't care what it costs now Out, out, out And your wife is going crazy now Out, out, out Get a train, I'm thirsty now Out, out, out I want to eat oysters with Jack Out, out, out *** your law and your fines Out, out, out I do this for my brothers Out, out, out And for all the teenage mothers Out, out, out I like to see that it's time Out, out, out And my Nike clothes Out, out, out I like to see how I swing, bitch Out, out, out And I drive and get spanked, bitch Out, out, out Ey, pig, *** your mixtape Out, out, out Come and see how I hit-stape Out, out, out I know a bitch, she's a stripper Out, out, out And she loves a nigga Out, out, out I'll come to your bed, boy Out, out, out I only smell like Ey, bitch, get out of here Out, out, out Go home, out, out Out, out, out I have to lift that bitch off my body Out, out, out I don't know why they want me Out, out, out I don't come from a cantilever Out, out, out I'm not going to sit on your couch Out, out, out Put my cap on, take my cap off Out, out, out Put my bottle on, take my bottle off Out, out, out Flesh your moms and I flesh your pops Out, out, out Flesh, man Out, out, out Give me your work, make a work of it Out, out, out Take your sister, bitch, inherit something Out, out, out I think this is very, very bad Out, out, out No wifi in the church, man Out, out, out Church Ey, scarier than the Purge I see all your thirst In your way too small dress Bitch, I pull out first Out, out, out Small boys, big guns on them Out, out, out I hope they find Gado Get out The tax is behind me Out, out My niggas come on, we go Ey, ey ADF the band and we scream Until niggas know about my existence Ey I'm not like a sandwich at Geerst *** you, *** My cents are stuck The clans are moving Ey, quarter minute and no label King Cartier, whoa, I'm here But that *** is a side business D-D-Man, wake up on the runway Bitches are looking at me I'm going through, she's going in She's sitting upstairs, I'm in the middle I have something, she's shocked now She looks like she's angry now I got things in my bag, bitch Do something, out of that stuff I'm done with it, I'm done with it Don't stress, eat a bag of chips I don't look at the cost anymore Stop that ***, no postage Business ***, I'm on top now I put my letters in the mail now King