out da window - Summrs

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah, yeah

Woah, woah, woah

I see you flexin' yo' bankroll

Okay, he flexin' for them hoes

FN 5.7 on my hip, I let it go

In a penthouse smokin' dope

She hit my phone every time I’m on the road

My nigga tryna' walk down sum', he ain’t shootin' out the window

Said she ain’t fuckin' onto us, then what she here fo'?

I’m sippin' promethazine, codeine, sippin' on big dope

And if I pull this bitch out my jeans, then I’m gon' start firin', ho

I with one of these niggas bitches in a Porshe 911 slidin' though

Thought you was gettin' active?

Now I’m in ya city, boy what you hidin' fo'?

In this bitch with a wrinkled shirt, but you know I keep that iron though

Can’t see no other niggas fuckin' with me like I’m blind, ho

I see you flexin' yo' bankroll

Okay, he flexin' for them hoes

FN 5.7 on my hip, I let it go

In a penthouse smokin' dope

She hit my phone every time I’m on the road

My nigga tryna' walk down sum', he ain’t shootin' out the window

Said she ain’t fuckin' onto us, then what she here fo'?

I’m sippin' promethazine, codeine, sippin' on big dope

And if I pull this bitch out my jeans, then I’m gon' start firin', ho

I with one of these niggas bitches in a Porshe 911 slidin' though (-Bitch, haha)

Bitch say that I’m broke, I’m like, 'What the fuck you lyin' for?

I ain’t one of them, I’m really him, one of a kind, ho

Let that bitch bang, let that bitch sang, I let the .9 go

Sippin' purple rain, got my cup stained

Yeah, that shit fa' shitshow'

We is not the same, we is not gang, you ain’t really him though

She only want the fame, she don’t want Dee, so I gotta let her go

Get my money, dance on these notes, yeah

I see you flexin' yo' bankroll

Okay, he flexin' for them hoes

FN 5.7 on my hip, I let it go

In a penthouse smokin' dope

She hit my phone every time I’m on the road

My nigga tryna' walk down sum', he ain’t shootin' out the window

Said she ain’t fuckin' onto us, then what she here fo'?

I’m sippin' promethazine, codeine, sippin' on big dope

And if I pull this bitch out my jeans, then I’m gon' start firin', ho

I with one of these niggas bitches in a Porshe 911 slidin' though

Thought you was gettin' active?

Now I’m in ya city, boy what you hidin' fo'?

In this bitch with a wrinkled shirt, but you know I keep that iron though

Can’t see no other niggas fuckin' with me like I’m blind, ho

Fasho