BabyTron - Out On Bond (Remix) (feat. Rio Da Yung OG) lyrics

Enrgy made this one! Fuck, shit, man
Stop saying free me, I got out the next day
Man that's a broke problem
I was not sitting in that bitch
ShittyBoyz, Dog $hit Militia

They caught me out in Nebraska
With a controlled substance
Innocent until I'm proven guilty
I don't know nothing
Couldn't stop the road running
Hit Milwaukee next day
Certified just showed me how
To break a brick, we senseis
Worried if I'm locked up? Make
Sure that your rent paid
All my mans around me fresh like
Next year we in tenth grade
Must've hear I signed the spot-up
Shooter to a tеn day tried to be heroic
Now hе Tony Stark in Endgame
It ain't shit to say, gon' let my lawyer talk
Spot still banging down the way
You need boy or g
Told the cops that they some workers
Can't employ a boss triceps in my glasses
You would think it's 'roids I'm off
They say I got a founding father name
My pocket full of 'em
My cuddy in the kitchen with some chickens
Gnawing and cooking 'em
It's belt-to-ass season, if I spot an opp
We whooping him medusa did the chains
Gon' be stone if you stop and look at 'em

Out on bond, out on bond, shit
I'm out on bond hunnid shots
Two hunnid shots for all y'all
Tried to clown on Tron
King of the galaxy, like, come on
Time to crown the Don
All the buckets that I dropped
I'm on the list around LeBron
Out on bond, out on bond, shit
I'm out on bond
Shit, I call the shots, left the county
Hit the mall to shop tried to count me out
The calculator said you ought to stop
I'm out on bond, riding with
The Drac', ducking law, I'm hot
Tweaking with the prices
Type of shit to get the plug dropped
Caught a hater out
I'm finna take my second mugshot

Shoot me out of town and point
Me straight to the dope zone
I can get a half a brick gone with no phone
Baby girl pulled up to the
Spot with no clothes on
Fuck her good 'til she go to sleep
Then I'ma go home
Light a blunt of this, fuck up the ozone
Hit a nigga with a K, knock out a chromosome
I got some dog shit on me
I ain't gon' show it though
A nigga ain't gon' try shit
At least I hope he don't
'Cause, I'm comin' with more
Heat than a radiator
I control this rap shit, I'm an aviator
I thought a broke nigga said somethin'
Them my favorite haters
Gave the Flint scene some motivation
Y'all can thank me later
Me and Jizzle just poured
Up a bad motherfucker
Three of Wock' in a twenty-ounce
Probably why I'm stutterin'
Girly told her friend I beat her
Down and got me in trouble
You been sellin' dope forever
And ain't accomplish nothin'
I'm tryna sort out my
Fans from the opposition
Can't believe my niggas lookin'
At me as competition
That's crazy, 'cause last year
I ain't have a pot to piss in
Now the biggest problem that I got
Is what pop to sip in
I'm a Flint nigga, so I'm kind of different
I'm a big tipper
I hit Truth and leave thousands in it
Can't believe the pussy was that wet
I almost drowned in it
Glad I took that Percocet
I'm 'bout to clown in it
I'm finna touch the I'm finna
Touch a million cash
Fake booties matter, it ain't hers
She be stealin' ass
Don't ask me how I'm sippin' glass, boy
That's 'cause I still deal with Ash
Ayy, stop lookin' at me crazy
'fore I kill your ass
I'm out on bond, so I'm walkin' on thin ice
A pint of Wock' and four ounces of Tris
I drunk a ten twice
Baby, put an arch in your back
You ain't bendin' right
Yeah, I keep a strap at all times
But, I still could fight