Текст песни Outta Doe - Yung Baller

Runnin' the Benz, out the door (What)
Runnin' the Benz, out the door (What)
Fucking yo hoe, she gonna blow (What)
Carti with 10, Carti with blow (What)
Carti for Benz, Out got towed (What)
Fucking yo hoe

Choppa kicking back for different seasons
Ballin' out the fucking region
And we know we Polynesian
I ain't got time now
Oh wait, Hacked off my Icloud (Uh)
Check the watch, i got time now
Check my Apple watch
Nigga got a Rolex time now
2 tone Presi, in my prime now (Presi, peng)
Runnin' the Benz, out the door
Taking some pills, taking a dose
Taking some more
VV's on me, and they cold
Frosty on my wrist, and its cold, Sub-Zero
Runnin' the Benz, out the door (Phew)
Runnin' the Benz, out the door (Phew)
Runnin' the Benz, out the door (Phew)
Runnin' the Benz, out the door (Phew)
Runnin' the Benz, out the door (I don't care)
Me and shorty got our starting 5
Throw my 4's, throw my 4's again
Throw the 10's, cant see in my lens
Shorty was basic, you gotta face it
She give me face, she wanna taste it
I cannot see, i need some Lasik's
Give her the good, now she is taken
Niggas get shook, just like the Shamrock
Crossover niggas, i do the Sham-god
Me and shorty, right in the Maybach
And we go way back
Thought i was done?
This ain't a marathon, this ain't a run
Got on my chain, it weigh a ton
Go to the store, get honey buns
Shopping at Lunds

Runnin' the Benz, out the door (Vroom)
Runnin' the Benz, out the door (Vroom)
Runnin' the Benz, out the door (Vroom)
Runnin' the Benz, out the door
Runnin' the Benz, out the door
Runnin' the Benz, out the door
Ding
There's the bell
Haven't had shit since i was 12
Hold my bail
Hating nigga didn't even pay the bail
Oh you stale
Holy grail
Ate my shit, fuck wasn't you killed
Kenan and Kel, nigga you funny as fuck
Took my smoke, and you ducked
What the fuck!
And you got that chain, that shit ain't fucking tucked
Oh shit, nigga out of luck
And i'm out of love, i just need a hug
Niggas saying chain gang, fuck you and yo side
Niggas saying chain gang, fuck you and yo side
Fuck you and yo side, hating nigga got no pride
Take you in dead or alive
Hanging with the Pirus, hanging with the Fives
Go to McDonalds, and order 10 fries
Nigga ain't gang, that shit ain't no surprise
Rapping like Carti, nigga i'm out my prime (What)