London Jae - Out My Face lyrics

[Hook: T.I. + Shad da God] Let the yopper rain down if you stop my pay The Glock I spray, put 'em in the box I say 100K, get it out my safe If you ain't talkin' money, boy, get out my face, hey I'mma pull up in the Porsche with a hoe in that b**h The Cayenne baby, gotta go foreign that b**h I swear, I'm gon' beat my jugg, I'ma burn out the lot You gettin', drug money, yeah we promotin' that sh** [Verse 1: Shad da God] First my palms was sweating now then they was itching Now i pull out them thigh pads on them b**hes I talk to Roscoe every day like he ain't missin' You ain't missin' sh**, they droppin' sh** in the trenches I just dropped in the flame, and f**ed up some Benjis Money comin' and goin', you in that Bimmy I got some hoes and they supported drinking chilly I'm with some dudes on the scene in the Rolls Rizzy [Hook: T.I. & Shad da God] Let the yopper rain down if you stop my pay The Glock I spray, put 'em in the box I say 100K, get it out my safe If you ain't talkin' money, boy, get out my face, hey I'ma pull up in the Porsche with a hoe in that b**h The Cayenne baby, gotta go foreign that b**h I swear, I'm gon' beat my jugg, I'ma burn out the lot You gettin', drug money, yeah we promotin' that sh** [Verse 2: Young Thug] I gotta, top off it ain't for rent f** a, tongue b**h I'm not a lick Jump, jump up on that baby ribbit No frog, but I came up out the motherf**in' trenches Dig it? Pimp her ride like Xzibit did it Dig it? I'm in Japan like a f**in' sk**et Do you dig it? She actin' tough but I know that she with it Dig it? Dig it? She bought a cat I bought a jag kitty I'm showin' love out in Magic City Boy, you a dub, I ain't talking twenties You didn't show no love, you were never with it Raining bullets on your cuz man I hope he with it Cause he gon' get it, oh yeah yeah yeah he gon' get it I'm that boy yeah yeah but I'm not kiddin' I asked her do she got a pa**port she said if she didn't I would purchase it so what'd I ask for [Hook: T.I. & Shad da God] Let the yopper rain down if you stop my pay The Glock I spray, put 'em in the box I say 100K, get it out my safe If you ain't talkin' money, boy, get out my face, hey I'ma pull up in the Porsche with a hoe in that b**h The Cayenne baby, gotta go foreign that b**h I swear, I'm gon' beat my jugg, I'ma burn out the lot You gettin', drug money, yeah we promotin' that sh** [Verse 3: London Jae & T.I.] Coming for the money the money lil n***a Hangin out the window gunnin, you runnin' lil' n***a Ten scrates, I'm a baller no foul on lil n***a Money over b**hes forever, you don't want it lil n***a Balmain sweat drips, sag on Givenchy boy that 200 racks Photo 650 three b**hes in a matress Run the city like marathon, backwoods stuffed with Chevron, shoot every gun, I never run Trap 24/7 like the telethon, banging heavy metal call him Megatron Miss me with the bullsh** is what you better do, Boyz N tha Hood, young n***a with a attitude b**hes f**, I give a f** right now Might try me, the plug'll pull up right now n***a I could give a damn about your two cents, cause you could front me fifty grand and I'm getting rich [Hook: T.I. & Shad da God] Let the yopper rain down if you stop my pay The Glock I spray, put 'em in the box I say 100K, get it out my safe If you ain't talkin' money, boy, get out my face, hey I'ma pull up in the Porsche with a hoe in that b**h The Cayenne baby, gotta go foreign that b**h I swear, I'm gon' beat my jugg, I'ma burn out the lot You gettin', drug money, yeah we promotin' that sh**