Curren$y, Larry June - Shout Out lyrics

They got cups in here? We
Might got some liquor damn
East side (Turn the beat up some)
Trauma Tone, uh

I could pull up with you a
Couple spots and have you poppin'
Open the door for you
I know everybody watchin'
Understand I got options and I
Place you on top 'em
But, it's your spot to lose
This life come with some rules
We laced in real jewels
Champagne ain't nothin' new
Swear that's just what we do
Whether the camera on or off
We still lookin' cool
Niggas mad I been stuntin'
So I hear they huntin'
My OG hipped me to it
I know how y'all comin'
You comе run up on me, I swear
You get laid out for nothin'
My homiеs down to slide for me
'cause they really love me, uh

Shout out my watch, it's real
Shout out my bitch, she real
Shout out my hood, they real
Shout out my label, it's real
Shout out my watch, it's real
Shout out my bitch, she real
Shout out my niggas, they real
Shout out my Phantom grill
East side on mine just like every time
Lowriders outside
Got foreigns in a line because
I can't decide
Which one I'm tryna drive, I'm, like
Too fuckin' high
But, yeah, I'm still gon' slide
Might pick that sixty-five

I'ma pick you up, I might show you off
Put some diamonds on your neck, baby
Fuck the cost
We turnin' heads when we walk, skin so soft
Leather so soft, adjustable exhaust
I'm cattin' off
I told you I can show you what we go through
Now, baby
Quit playin' and come fuck with a boss
We poppin' Ace of Spades bottles
For no reason at all
I was just checkin' on you
That's the reason I called
(How you doin', baby?)
I keep shit lit, that's it, look at my wrist
That's him look at my bitch, God damn
Bitch got ass like sheesh
I'm that nigga still, shout out my bitch
She real
AP watches still, bitch, I'm healthy still

Shout out my watch, it's real
Shout out my bitch, she real
Shout out my hood, they real
Shout out my label, it's real
Shout out my watch, it's real
Shout out my bitch, she real
Shout out my niggas, they real
Shout out my Phantom grill
East side on mine just like every time
Lowriders outside
Got foreigns in a line because
I can't decide
Which one I'm tryna drive, I'm, like
Too fuckin' high
But, yeah, I'm still gon' slide
Might take that sixty-five