RetcH, Tsu Surf - MADE IT OUT lyrics
[RetcH, Tsu Surf - MADE IT OUT lyrics]
Yo, yo, uh
Turn my shit, let motherfuckers hear me
Yo, uh, huh
Guess it's safe to say we kinda made it out
Never know, now should it
Making sales right by the house
Wash Heights, I met with papi
Gave me grams in large amounts
Niggas whacking shit in public
Then they vanish to the south
Custies came from talking reckless
We put hands all in they mouth
When the kids was watching cartoons
We had hammers in the couch
Always kept a plug
Watch you niggas scramble in the drought
Shoutout to the drugs, kept me out
The jam without a doubt, yo
I clutch the swammy that was stocky
And some beef and broccoli
And smoke a choppy with a mami
On my way to papi
You niggas hear me, I don't think you copy
Yola whipping 'til my wrist is awky
Tryna get my wrist on rocky
Crack money up in Aviani
We catch a body, we gon' do it properly
We get it popping like we doing hockey
Killed the spirit's down in Abu Dhabi
Freak thotty on my body, tryna give me sloppy
I had some fallouts with some people
That done said they got me
I got a pistol in the bed
When I lay beside me
When I heard JO told then
It really shocked me
You had a problem when you see me
Then you should've shot me
Growing up, I was troubled
Preacher couldn't got me
Asked me who my role models
I said Meech and Gotti
I had on Gucci when they see
Me jumping out the Mazi
Fell back on Gucci, keep it G
I'm rapping through Givenchy
I used to hustle out the building
Heron made a killing
Selling work, busting cards
And I'm with the drilling
First nigga that I shot at was
In the day of light had him shook to death
Running for his fucking life
Cards is that the reggie used to never swipe
I was 18 on my Huffy, tryna juggle white
I used to fuck most my
Bitches at a fiend's house
Now I fuck bitches, swear to God
These niggas dream 'bout
I done really did shit
I gotta keep it with me
Most of my jeans from Amiri
I like how they fit me
When Obama came in office, I was selling 50s
I wasn't showing up to court
They had to come and get me
Bitch niggas turned state
They really tried to play me
Took it to trial and really won
I swear that shit amaze me
All thanks to the most high
Saint Laurent on me
Cool and shaded from the boat side
Got your bitch with me, haha
Pack burner while she sit pretty
Fucking bounce, tell her get with me, nigga
Ha
Guess it's safe to say you kinda made it out
Never know, now should it
Making sales right by the house
Wash Heights, I'm out of pocket
Getting grams in large amounts
Niggas whacking shit in public
Then they vanish to the south
'Cause he came from talking reckless
We throw hands all in his mouth
When the kids was watching cartoons
We had hammers in the couch
Always kept a plug
Watch you niggas scramble in the drought
Shoutout to the drugs, kept me out
The jam without a doubt, yo
RetcH, what's up, cuz? Uh, yo paranoid, man
I gotta stay strapped 'cause the opps out
Me and 3 lil homies, I roll the mask on
It's a motherfucking purge when we pop out
Glocks out, got cooked out back, got stamped
Shoot the neighbourhood, do through damage
It was me, Shortstop, Big Samson
Last night was a movie, she Spanish
Turned grandma crib to a trap spot
MAC fold a nigga up, he a laptop
Sold everything I had, boy, back block
Connect don't send keys, now he send padlocks
That's extra, told me throw that ass up
Bowflexer
Like me to spit into her mouth when I sex her
It's a 30 shot, double clip, heckler
Two times for the niggas ain't coming back
Go slide, they ain't out here, we coming back
It was something
He don't really want none of that
They be talking
They don't really want none of that
Shit be all about patience, pull up
Bang bang out the roof
If it's beef then this beef
Tryna leave shit vacant
Crib full of Ps, to the members sign
Put the flip money downstairs in the basement
Foreign thing, darkskin, thick as hell
Had to guess, I don't know
Think the bitch Haitian
Still tryna fuck a nigga even though
I told her her times
Mad bitch, a nigga taken
Guess it's safe to say you kinda made it out
Never know, now should it
Making sales right by the house
Wash Heights, I'm out of pocket
Getting grams in large amounts
Niggas whacking shit in public
Then they vanish to the south
'Cause he came from talking reckless
We throw hands all in his mouth
When the kids was watching cartoons
We had hammers in the couch
Always kept a plug
Watch you niggas scramble in the drought
Shoutout to the drugs, kept me out
The jam without a doubt, yo
Turn my shit, let motherfuckers hear me
Yo, uh, huh
Guess it's safe to say we kinda made it out
Never know, now should it
Making sales right by the house
Wash Heights, I met with papi
Gave me grams in large amounts
Niggas whacking shit in public
Then they vanish to the south
Custies came from talking reckless
We put hands all in they mouth
When the kids was watching cartoons
We had hammers in the couch
Always kept a plug
Watch you niggas scramble in the drought
Shoutout to the drugs, kept me out
The jam without a doubt, yo
I clutch the swammy that was stocky
And some beef and broccoli
And smoke a choppy with a mami
On my way to papi
You niggas hear me, I don't think you copy
Yola whipping 'til my wrist is awky
Tryna get my wrist on rocky
Crack money up in Aviani
We catch a body, we gon' do it properly
We get it popping like we doing hockey
Killed the spirit's down in Abu Dhabi
Freak thotty on my body, tryna give me sloppy
I had some fallouts with some people
That done said they got me
I got a pistol in the bed
When I lay beside me
When I heard JO told then
It really shocked me
You had a problem when you see me
Then you should've shot me
Growing up, I was troubled
Preacher couldn't got me
Asked me who my role models
I said Meech and Gotti
I had on Gucci when they see
Me jumping out the Mazi
Fell back on Gucci, keep it G
I'm rapping through Givenchy
I used to hustle out the building
Heron made a killing
Selling work, busting cards
And I'm with the drilling
First nigga that I shot at was
In the day of light had him shook to death
Running for his fucking life
Cards is that the reggie used to never swipe
I was 18 on my Huffy, tryna juggle white
I used to fuck most my
Bitches at a fiend's house
Now I fuck bitches, swear to God
These niggas dream 'bout
I done really did shit
I gotta keep it with me
Most of my jeans from Amiri
I like how they fit me
When Obama came in office, I was selling 50s
I wasn't showing up to court
They had to come and get me
Bitch niggas turned state
They really tried to play me
Took it to trial and really won
I swear that shit amaze me
All thanks to the most high
Saint Laurent on me
Cool and shaded from the boat side
Got your bitch with me, haha
Pack burner while she sit pretty
Fucking bounce, tell her get with me, nigga
Ha
Guess it's safe to say you kinda made it out
Never know, now should it
Making sales right by the house
Wash Heights, I'm out of pocket
Getting grams in large amounts
Niggas whacking shit in public
Then they vanish to the south
'Cause he came from talking reckless
We throw hands all in his mouth
When the kids was watching cartoons
We had hammers in the couch
Always kept a plug
Watch you niggas scramble in the drought
Shoutout to the drugs, kept me out
The jam without a doubt, yo
RetcH, what's up, cuz? Uh, yo paranoid, man
I gotta stay strapped 'cause the opps out
Me and 3 lil homies, I roll the mask on
It's a motherfucking purge when we pop out
Glocks out, got cooked out back, got stamped
Shoot the neighbourhood, do through damage
It was me, Shortstop, Big Samson
Last night was a movie, she Spanish
Turned grandma crib to a trap spot
MAC fold a nigga up, he a laptop
Sold everything I had, boy, back block
Connect don't send keys, now he send padlocks
That's extra, told me throw that ass up
Bowflexer
Like me to spit into her mouth when I sex her
It's a 30 shot, double clip, heckler
Two times for the niggas ain't coming back
Go slide, they ain't out here, we coming back
It was something
He don't really want none of that
They be talking
They don't really want none of that
Shit be all about patience, pull up
Bang bang out the roof
If it's beef then this beef
Tryna leave shit vacant
Crib full of Ps, to the members sign
Put the flip money downstairs in the basement
Foreign thing, darkskin, thick as hell
Had to guess, I don't know
Think the bitch Haitian
Still tryna fuck a nigga even though
I told her her times
Mad bitch, a nigga taken
Guess it's safe to say you kinda made it out
Never know, now should it
Making sales right by the house
Wash Heights, I'm out of pocket
Getting grams in large amounts
Niggas whacking shit in public
Then they vanish to the south
'Cause he came from talking reckless
We throw hands all in his mouth
When the kids was watching cartoons
We had hammers in the couch
Always kept a plug
Watch you niggas scramble in the drought
Shoutout to the drugs, kept me out
The jam without a doubt, yo