Текст песни Out On Bond - Kdot 600

Ay, Slim, mm
A'ight
You know this too crazy

You know, we hoppin' on V's anytime we get a lo'
ARP, two .223s, tryna tap a nigga 'fro
They know we put belt to ass, lil' bitch, we up on air and scope
Curry gang, don't shoot at cars, just lock these bitches, swing my door

Ain't no regular fuckin' rapper, bitch, I'm Baby Dot the Don
Fresh as fuck, I'm clutchin' Glock, get no fucks, I'm out on bonds
I been locked inside a trap, ain't been tryna make no song
Niggas dissin' but don't slide, what the fuck these niggas on?

Ay, I sent lil' bro through that bitch, passed the ball, that's a six
Know my Curry's out here spinnin', tryna catch another fish
Everything I drop be crack, you know lil' dot can never miss
I had ride through every side of town, tryna scratch make sure my opps don't live
Tell them crackers, free my leg, I'm high as fuck, I'm full of meds
Lay that belt up, everything around this bitch, we spin for quids
We outside like all the time, they don't pop out 'cause niggas scared
Ain't even gotta speak on 'em, you know he caught one to the head

Ain't even gotta speak on 'em
You know he caught one to the ass
Ain't gon' stress myself 'bout shit
Stupid bitch, I don't have that cash

I was locked inside the county, clutchin' chain, now bitch, I'm back
Lil' bro, buck down, what up?
I can't even speak on that (I can't do that, mm-mm)
I can't, mm-mm, speak on, mm-mm
Lil' bro, buck down, what up, mm-mm?
I can't even, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Tell 'em, mm, you see my leg? Mm, mm, mm
Mm, fuck, I'm fucked, a'ight bet