NLE Choppa, FatBoy SSE, SpazzOut620 - Outlaw lyrics

NLE Choppa [Bryson Lashun Potts] Memphis, Tennessee. U.S.

[NLE Choppa, FatBoy SSE, SpazzOut620 - Outlaw lyrics]

Yeah, nigga
First day out with this shit, bitch
Ha, I'm a outlaw you hear me? No way, Hozay
First day out, ooh first day out, ooh
Yeah, yeah

I'm a outlaw, breaking rules and causing hell
I was beatin' on my wall
Making raps up in jail
Middle finger to the laws
Juvenile with no bail
Keep it silent, I will never change
I will never tell
Took a nigga from his momma
Had tears rolling down her face
Caught him with a Rueger
Now he gotta beat another case
Opposition tryna come up in the cell
Make it shake
Two fingers and a thumb when I bang a nigga
He ain't straight

Outlaw, outlaw, bitch I'm duckin' the laws
Outlaw, outlaw, got the strap in my drawers
Outlaw, outlaw, bitch you know that I'm raw
I was locked up in that cell
You ain't answer my calls
Fuck all that bullshit
I'm back up on the same thing
Crashin' out up in my cell, I can't maintain
Bitch I'm spittin' on the guards
I got too much pain
I'm supposed to be on tour
Fuckin' hoes with the gang

Crocs on my feet, I was just wearing some J's
I was just rockin' shows
Now I can't get paid
Hitting bitches from the back
Now I can't get laid
Drinking nasty ass milk, I want some lemonade
I was sleeping in the same place
That I had to pee-pee
Spot a opp, beat a opp, put that bitch on PC
Dick hard in my cell so you
Know I made a fe-fe
I'm hungry as a motherfucker
Take a nigga Ti chi

Outlaw, outlaw, bitch I'm duckin' the laws
Outlaw, outlaw, got the strap in my drawers
Outlaw, outlaw, bitch you know that I'm raw
I was locked up in that cell
You ain't answer my calls
Fuck all that bullshit
I'm back up on the same thing
Crashin' out up in my cell, I can't maintain
Bitch I'm spittin' on the guards
I got too much pain
I'm supposed to be on tour
Fuckin' hoes with the gang

I'm a youngin' on that outlaw shit
Bitch I'm road runnin'
Two twin Glocks, twin chops
I was born thuggin'
Hop out with that motherfuckin' choppa
I'ma burn somethin'
I'm in the foreign doin' the
Dash behind the opps, i'm on they ass
Catch 'em at a red light
Pull on the side and smoke they ass
Shoot 'em, shoot 'em in the head and wait
I gotta watch 'em die
Bitch, I'm thuggin' 'til the end
Until the day I fuckin' die
Bitch I put it on my soul
I will never tell a lie

Outlaw, outlaw, bust a monkey, a menace
I keep that Glock on my hip
And the chop in the sprinter
I put the Glock to his face and
Pop his ass like a pimple
If SpazzOut got that lead
Then he on point like a pencil
And he will bust yo' fuckin' head
And give yo' ass a dismissal
And them bitches 620 where it's
Cold like a igloo
And rockin' out with my chop
Put that Glock to his temple
I fuck yo' bitch, then I dip
Treat that ho like a rental

Outlaw, outlaw, bitch I'm duckin' the laws
Outlaw, outlaw, got the strap in my drawers
Outlaw, outlaw, bitch you know that I'm raw
I was locked up in that cell
You ain't answer my calls
Fuck all that bullshit
I'm back up on the same thing
Crashin' out up in my cell, I can't maintain
Bitch I'm spittin' on the guards
I got too much pain
I'm supposed to be on tour
Fuckin' hoes with the gang

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