Текст песни Out of Retirement (Intro) - Iamlilnacho

I can't do that, 'cause ain gon' stay focused
I can't do that, ain gon' stay focused
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My last bitch left me, that was a mistake
Now she see me gettin' money and she see me with the cake
And her new nigga at PV and he lookin' so late
Up this tool and shoot the nigga right in the damn face
You can hear my chains danglin' in the booth
I'm like the bible 'cause all I spit is the truth
I'm a juice, you a Jew, pussy nigga who you?
You can see me in the coupe, ridin' with somethin' new
With that drank and the fruit, while you drinking the juice
You a lame, white boy, you sippin' on Yoo-hoo
I'll Pull up on yo hood
And make it mine
All my niggas out here on the grind and we makin' time
Bitch I get the packs in for that low price
Nigga better stop it, like askin' 'em, what's the whole price?
Had a bitch Destiny, bitch and she steady textin' me
'Member man, fucked the whole club, she's a lesbian
Suck on the dick and then hit the balls
I'm the type of nigga put that dick inside and knock the walls down
Nigga, call me "Hurricane Harvey"
Floodin' through the streets with this motherfuckin' RV
Pourin' ARs and Techs on a nigga ass
We'll pull up and flex on a nigga ass
Tatt game, it ain't good but it's ok
I'm the type of nigga make a bad day ok
Yeah, I'll teach you how to pimp on a bitch
Tell her somethin' real quick to get the shrimps out a bitch
Big dick, yea nigga, I wet yo whole clique
Take her home with my gang and we fuck yo damn bitch like yeah
You niggas lame than a motherfucka
I'll teach the game like a motherfucka
Game sold, not told, nigga where ya quarters at?
I'm the type of nigga call the play like a quarterback
You niggas lame than a motherfucka
I'll teach the game like a motherfucka
Game sold, not told, nigga where ya quarters at?
I'm the type of nigga call the play like a quarterback

A nigga gon'
I'm just gon' do me all
I'm just gon' do me all the time, bro
It's real easy when you know what you doin'
And your focus on the path that you wanna be on
Most of you niggas out here living with nowhere to go (You know what I'm sayin'?)
It's easy to walk straight, but it's hard to go a route
When it's gon' make you some paper (You hear me?)
I'ma keep the game concealed, no seal by the waterline