Rich Amiri - Wylin Out lyrics

Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah

I stuff cash in my Amiri jeans
My Ksubi's pilin' up
And I dare a nigga shoot at me
Know Subi wildin' out (Bow)
Ridin' deep, I got a crew with me
We lootin' at your house (Skrr)
Say that she don't wanna deal with me
I Uber to her route (Let's go)
Poppin' tags, she love my fashion
These niggas be cappin' (yeah, they cap)
They say that they havin'
They hands out and they askin'
(And they ask)
Ooh, I see a bad bitch, her ass fat
I might tap it (I might tap)
Lookin' for some gas
Had to take a flight to Cali (Okay, let's)

Rose gold Larry, old hoes scary
Bro, he a joke, no no no, he don't scare me
(No, no way)
Throw fours bare B, chrome rose flare
Heard they caught him lackin'
How the fuck you don't carry?
No, don't ever find me
Lookin' for me like I'm Perry
Made a honeybun
I'm out here livin' like I'm Larry
(Oh my God) wanna be my wifey
But she cannot be my Cherry (No way)
Rockin' Arc'teryx, no, you can't tear it
(yeah, let's go)

I stuff cash in my Amiri jeans
My Ksubi's pilin' up
And I dare a nigga shoot at me
Know Subi wildin' out
Ridin' deep, I got a crew with me
We lootin' at your house
Say that she don't wanna deal with me
I Uber to her route (Let's go)
Poppin' tags, she love my fashion
(yeah, let's go)
These niggas be cappin' (Oh my God)
They say that they havin'
They hands out and they askin' (Oh my God)
Ooh, I see a bad bitch, her ass fat
I might tap it lookin' for some gas
Had to take a flight to Cali
(Okay, let's go)