Out Here lyrics

by

Vado


[Intro: Smoke DZA]
18rd on the tune up
Who else wanna check it

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
Riiight... Kushed God none other
I been a cold muhf*cka, word to mother
I’m ill, n*gga, that nice one
90’s slang, tell n*ggas my sh*t is butta
Uh...I talk that bud sh*t better
Don’t get it f*cked up, n*gga's still gutta
My set is ill, test my skills
n*gga, don’t write a check that yo ass can’t cover
Uh, 80 deep in this b*tch tho
My little homies get it poppin wit the big bro
n*gga front, n*gga quick to let this sh*t go
Comin thru unannounced, see brother man from the fifth flo'
Uh…we mobbin
We ain’t wit no long line sh*t, we all in
I ain’t got time for promoter games
Check the guest list, it should say “Harlem”
We lo’d out, we smoked out
We all came wit paper
These n*ggas pay the admission
We go to parties and they pay us
Right… sh*t too wild
They can buy bottles, but they can’t buy style
Got more flow than the whole new crowd
f*ck who got next, n*gga we got now
[Chorus: A$AP Twelvyy]
80 deep in this b*tch tho
And my Billy love got the beast in his trench coat
And I got the D in ya b*tch throat
Harlem World boy, it’s a real n*gga expo
All my real n*ggas like "Let's go”
Slide thru ya city like a Metro, let's go
All my real n*ggas like "Let's go”
Slide thru ya city like a Metro, let's go
80 deep in this b*tch tho
And my Billy love got the beast in his trench coat
And I got the D in ya b*tch throat
Harlem World boy, it’s a real n*gga expo
All my real n*ggas like "Let's go”
Slide thru ya city like a Metro, let's Go
All my real n*ggas like "Let's go”
Slide thru ya city like a Metro, let's Go

[Verse 2: Vado]
Rugby Segal, my money is nothing legal
You front and I come and see you, zip hoodie covered in eagle
Duckin them people, for pushin what come in needles
I’m pullin up in the regal, get popped like one of The Beatles
2k a table, I need 5
It’s me, LA, MK and GY
Dee1 might come thru wit 3 slimes
So you already know that he comin' wit 3 nines
I’m always good, I be fine
Can get you pushed back like ya seat done reclined
I’m tryina relax, I need wine
Smoke a little weed wit this broad, then DB9 (Vroom)
Them G’s out
We Button up them shirt and fatigue’d out
Chuck T’s, high socks to the knees bout
It’s Rugby non-stop till I’m cleaned out
Cos we climbin, we grindin
There’s no weight? Then, work them dimes then
You shinin, I’m like Hyman
Roth all set in perfect diamonds
My watch is worth your signing
I call that perfect timing
I’m in the trap two straps in the linen
Get dough, lay low, can’t find him
[Chorus: A$AP Twelvyy]
80 deep in this b*tch tho
And my Billy love got the beast in his trench coat
And I got the D in ya b*tch throat
Harlem World boy, it’s a real n*gga expo
All my real n*ggas like "Let's go”
Slide thru ya city like a Metro, let's go
All my real n*ggas like "Let's go”
Slide thru ya city like a Metro, let's go
80 deep in this b*tch tho
And my Billy love got the beast in his trench coat
And I got the D in ya b*tch throat
Harlem World boy, it’s a real n*gga expo
All my real n*ggas like "Let's go”
Slide thru ya city like a Metro, let's go
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