Mike Dean - Outlet lyrics

[Intro] Ooooo all the way it go Ooooo all the way it go Ooooo all the way it go Oooooaahhhhhhh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ooooo all the way it go Ooooo all the way it go Ooooo all the way it go Ooooo all the way it go Ooooo all the way it go Oooooaahhhhhhh [Hook] Got that Ruger on me, j**eler on me Mula on me, who the homie You be talking sh**, got that boss b**h Boss b**h, hold on, I crashed the whip Choppa gon' lay down a n***a That's that O sh**, boss sh** Ready to switch up Got that new money Blue money, ready to pick up Like ooooooo, choppa gon' bury a n***a I go get it how I live it Talk sh**, yeah n***a, talk is all a memory The choppa hit, chalk sh**, walk quick Yeah n***as beefin' is all a memory I let 'em hate, talk sh**, talk sh** Yeah, n***a, this is all it did to me More bottles, more b**hes, more gold More hoes, this is all a victory [Verse] Ballin' hard in my i8 Watch it swerve, keep my mind straight Dip and dash, hit ya guy gate Dip and dash, hit ya guy face I be talking like I got a Rays Charles choppa Yeah that's my blind date You be talking like you B.I.G You'll get crossed out, you ain't got faith That's that guy snake Watch out for that guy snake Big bullets with the U-Haul truck So we move his a** 'round my place Move his a** over there and over there Take his a** around (THLLLLLAH ) That's what happens when it's my state Whip the gla** 'til the pot break Whip the gla**, gotta watch snakes Whip the gla**, gotta watch jakes n***as coming fast, choppa whip his a** Everybody gotta tryna buy plate Everybody tryna whip the coke up Get it back to the Tri-State Get it back to the Tri-State Get it back to the Tri-State That's the rocket launcher or that golden Smithen Smith and Wesson, it'll eject ya, golden hit ya That them black and white, the pandas go and get ya Got that gold watch ....with me, getting more liquor She be paparazzin' with her tits out, getting more liquor I be countin' money, gettin' cash Yeah gettin' more jigga Let me find out that you riding 'round with them broke n***as Everybody riding town, yeah n***as gon' get ya And they gon' hit ya Fill you with holes, n***a [Bridge] I done get it how I get it Talk sh**, yeah n***a, talk is all a memory Smith and Wesson, it'll eject ya Golden hit ya That's the black and white, pandas gon' get ya [Verse 2] Got gold bottle with that stripper with me Getting more liquor, more pigeons, more cash More chicken Dead n***as come through, gon' flip 'em Old n***as own n***as, I'm my own n***a I'm a king, welcome to the throne, n***a Barreled up, hit you with the stones, n***a Knock you out, Mr. Larry Holmes, n***a Switch it up, clap you with the chrome, n***a On the camera, hit you with the drones, n***a Hot97 turn to Mac 11 Everybody worried 'bout me, get ya own, n***a [Outro] Ball out champion, fall out champion Ball out champion, fall out champion Ball out champion, fall out champion The war not never done Ayy, ayy, ayy, true Ball like a champion, fall like a champion Ball like a champion Ball like a champion, fall like a champion Ball like a champion Ball like a champion, fall like a champion Ball like a champion Ball like a champion, fall like a champion Ball like a champion Ball like a champion, fall like a champion Ball like a champion Ball like a champion, fall like a champion Ball like a champion