ØUTLAW - DC The Don

And I got OUTLAW on my jacket, I wrap that bitch down in VLONE

Tryna pick up for my side 'cause this shit gon' put me in a bad zone

She said I cursed you, I wrote your name down, I put that shit down into stone

I don’t hate you, I’m simply confused, I been up, I been tryna right all my

wrongs

No more, tryna put down all my phones

Leave me and nobody home

Shawty gon' make me watch the throne

And she bad, yeah, she bad to the bone

Shawty gon' make me cash my own

Trying to find my diamonds, Sierra Leone

It don’t make no sense how you so damn grown

Can somebody get me out this home?

(Yeah)

I ain’t buggin', I just need a loan

I tried to call you but I just got the tone (What?)

You not reliable, that shit was shown

Where the chicken, girl?

I’m tryna bone (Yeah)

Yeah, I just said that shit off the dome

Making these hits gon' put me on (What?)

In the studio up all night (Woah)

I’m alright, yeah, a little, not quite (Woah)

Ain’t no sin, I been getting deprived

I don’t know, man, I cannot decide (Let's go)

I’m in a very fast car, red light (Skrrt)

Losing memory high as a kite (Skrrt-skrrt)

So irrational, I wanna try

Fuck your feelings and fuck your advice

No more (Yeah, yeah, woah)

Dead inside

Tryna shoot me, you missed me twice

Hella opp shit gets me tight

And I got OUTLAW on my jacket, I wrap that bitch down in VLONE (Yeah)

Tryna pair up with my whoadies, music shit finna put us on (Let's go)

I cannot wait, I’m ecstatic (What?)

Made my mama cry, she so dramatic (Woah)

Tryna get it now I cannot panic

Make it proper 'fore both of us vanish

808s boomin', it’s making me manage (Yeah)

I don’t care telling me that I’m mannish

I’ma just blame all that shit on my damage

Girl, you tripping on God, yep, damn near outlandish

And yeah, I’m summin' your knot like Slip

Tryna match up my moods with my fits

Rock the stage out, I feel like I’m Kiss

Drummer on me, it’s matching my Ricks, woah

Okay, I’m choppin' that bitch like Slick

Shoutout Jake One, that nigga don’t miss

Bought a dog, yeah, that nigga a pit

Turn the girl’s man to a motherfucking lick, yeah

I got a show, leave my ass alone

I been roamin' around, I been 'round

She finna blow me, she play the trombone (Oh-oh, oh-oh)

Yellow diamonds double C

I’ma dub when I get you a loan

Making these hits gon' put me on (Let's go)

Yeah, broski off the dope

I’m in Zombie land, Emma Stone

It went poof and then he gone

And we got chopsticks, chopsticks, yeah girl, that ching chong

So what are these niggas here on?

Ayy bruh the king, I’m taking the throne

I got bad habits, I’m taking it on

Small world pays on

Let’s out, gettin' on

Get bullies pay it on

I fucked it up, no mistaking this song

Bad man, bangs gone

Too tight hang on

I’ma take the chain home

And I got OUTLAW on my jacket, I wrap that bitch down in VLONE

Tryna pick up for my side 'cause this shit gon' put me in a bad zone

She said I cursed you, I wrote your name down, I put that shit down into stone

I don’t hate you, I’m simply confused, I been up, I been tryna right all my

wrongs

No more, tryna put down all my phones

Leave me and nobody home

Shawty gon' make me watch the throne

And she bad, yeah, she bad to the bone

Shawty gon' make me cash my own

She the first and these bitches is clones

It don’t make no sense how you so damn grown

Broski off the dope

No more, no more

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah