Yeah
Yeah yeah
OT
No lack
Already been broke I ain't going back
OG
Kush pack
Cambiyo Khalil Mack yeah I got the sack
Oh he
Talking down
But it's all smiles when we come around
No we
Not surprised
Long live the real fakes gotta die
And that's on Outré
That's on 400
These niggas too fake
These niggas don't want it
Said that's on Outré
That's on Upside
These niggas two faced
And I'm the Dark Knight
J Cole, N-O, they keep asking who dat we dat
YoSo, CitGo, gas man don't ask where the weed at
If you got it to be honest we don't want it no we need that
He say he gone rip me just like Ripelys no we don't believe that
We need proof (We need proof)
Any who (Any who)
What it do (What it do)
Fuck the roof (Let it burn)
Flame up (Let it burn)
Blame us (Let it burn)
Flame on
Green like Draymond
Cambi Y O
Please don't get my name wrong
Lady what you cry for
Hit them high notes
Keep singing the same song
Son thought he was too smart now his brain gone
Way too many Konvicts
Not too many Akons
And that's on Outré
That's on 400
These niggas too fake
These niggas don't want it
Said that's on Outré
That's on Upside
These niggas two faced
And I'm the Dark Knight
Man in the mirror only confidant
Everybody gotta plot so tell me what you want
I know she gone sin for that Saint Laurent
True Religion jeans but know she ain't bout to pray to God
Audemars and foreign cars our mirage to hide the scars
Funerals and prison bars
Deserve to win after this much loss
Paid the cost to be the boss
And that's straight cash like Randy Moss
Don't believe in Santa Claus
Gotta get it on my own
And I'll be damn if I let a man try to slide up inside my home
Get knocked upside your dome
Get hit upside ya head
That Roswell lullaby now gone put the boy to bed
I'm gone