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Fredo Bang - Outta There Lyrics



Fredo Bang - Outta There Lyrics




Mm, mm, mm-mm
I'm on some whole other shit right now
I'm in that mode (ain't that DJ cChose over there?)
F*ck, I ain't lookin' at you like that, nigga (mm, look like DJ Chose)
Yeah

I'm convinced I got opps that don't even know me (that don't even know me)
But that cheese, we hit your noodles, we make macaroni (macaroni)
See, my first body see us dead, I had to keep a gun (keep a gun)
Fifty green up out the hood, I never had nothin' (never had nothin')
I tried to f*ck a bad bitch, she say I needed funds (okay)
Went got a check, now, all she get is dick from me (oh, okay)
A couple niggas dead for playin' with my address, ha (all right)
Rap slow, I got dope under the mattress (how you know?)

Arms open, out of there, out of there (woo)
Man gone (yeah), I don't care (yeah), I don't care (woo)
Oh, oh, oh (mm), he was talkin', got him out of there (yeah)
R.I.P. Newport, smoke him like a f*ckin' square (grrt)
Arms open, out of there, out of there (baow)
Man gone (hey), I don't care, I don't care (yeah)
Oh, oh, oh (mm, mm), he was talkin', got him out of there
Where that nigga at? Somewhere floatin' down my ladder there (hey, hey)

Okay (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
I get to steppin' when I'm on one
Huh, he was dissin' on the wrong one
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah, yeah)
Big ol' dracos, yeah, the long ones (yeah, yeah)
He was dissin' on the wrong one

I feel like Dora, bitch, I got it in my backpack (in my backpack)
If I said it, then I mean it, I won't back track (I won't back track)
Huh, I just got a nigga dropped off of snapchat (off my Snapchat)
Been chillin' in, so my dogs gotta snap that (my dogs gotta have it)
You say you on that type of time, all you gotta do is prove it (girl, just prove it)
Damn, you should've stayed in school, the way he get down with that ruler (he don't know it)
Ask if he gon' catch 'em, I'm gon' ask you if you blind, dumb, or stupid (I'ma do it)
We catch you slippin', that's your ass, we be 'bout it, postin' fluids (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Bitch, I'm really out my f*ckin' mind (yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Got on red just like a sign, I'm tryna tell these rappers stop lyin' (ooh, ooh)
Bitch, I get to steppin' like it's hammer time (ooh, ooh, ooh)
How? Spit in a nigga face talkin' 'bout takin' mines

Arms open, out of there, out of there (woo)
Man gone (yeah), I don't care (yeah), I don't care (woo)
Oh, oh, oh (mm), he was talkin', got him out of there (yeah)
R.I.P. Newport, smoke him like a f*ckin' square (grrt)
Arms open, out of there, out of there (baow)
Man gone (hey), I don't care, I don't care (yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, he was talkin', got him out of there
Where that nigga at? Somewhere floatin' down my ladder there

Ha, ha (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
I get to steppin' when I'm on one
Huh, he was dissin' on the wrong one
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Big ol' Dracos, yeah, the long ones
He was dissin' on the wrong one

Huh, one body, two body, three body, four
Huh, he don't pop outside, we gon' bring it to your door
Huh, five body, six body, seven body, eight
Once he dead, don't bring him up, don't implicate me in no case (nigga)
What you workin' with the people or somethin'?
Loose slips, tighten shoes (gah, gah, grr, grr)
Talk on him first, won't see the film
Free lit Yoshi, this a big four-fifth (free Yoshi)
She out of line, I'll leave you stankin' like a sewer, nigga (I'll leave you stankin')
I bet a bitch I'll let my show f*ckin' sue me, nigga (f*ck 'em)

Arms open, out of there, out of there (yeah, woo)
Man gone (yeah), I don't care (yeah), I don't care (woo)
Oh, oh, oh (mm), he was talkin', got him out of there (yeah)
R.I.P. Newport, smoke him like a f*ckin' square (grrt)
Arms open, out of there, out of there (baow)
Man gone (hey), I don't care, I don't care (yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, he was talkin', got him out of there
Where that nigga at? Somewhere floatin' down my ladder there

Ha, ha (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
I get to steppin' when I'm on one
Huh, he was dissin' on the wrong one
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Big ol' Dracos, yeah, the long ones
He was dissin' on the wrong one

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh (grrt)
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Mm, mm, mm-mm
I'm on some whole other shit right now
I'm in that mode (ain't that DJ cChose over there?)
F*ck, I ain't lookin' at you like that, nigga (mm, look like DJ Chose)
Yeah

I'm convinced I got opps that don't even know me (that don't even know me)
But that cheese, we hit your noodles, we make macaroni (macaroni)
See, my first body see us dead, I had to keep a gun (keep a gun)
Fifty green up out the hood, I never had nothin' (never had nothin')
I tried to f*ck a bad bitch, she say I needed funds (okay)
Went got a check, now, all she get is dick from me (oh, okay)
A couple niggas dead for playin' with my address, ha (all right)
Rap slow, I got dope under the mattress (how you know?)

Arms open, out of there, out of there (woo)
Man gone (yeah), I don't care (yeah), I don't care (woo)
Oh, oh, oh (mm), he was talkin', got him out of there (yeah)
R.I.P. Newport, smoke him like a f*ckin' square (grrt)
Arms open, out of there, out of there (baow)
Man gone (hey), I don't care, I don't care (yeah)
Oh, oh, oh (mm, mm), he was talkin', got him out of there
Where that nigga at? Somewhere floatin' down my ladder there (hey, hey)

Okay (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
I get to steppin' when I'm on one
Huh, he was dissin' on the wrong one
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah, yeah)
Big ol' dracos, yeah, the long ones (yeah, yeah)
He was dissin' on the wrong one

I feel like Dora, bitch, I got it in my backpack (in my backpack)
If I said it, then I mean it, I won't back track (I won't back track)
Huh, I just got a nigga dropped off of snapchat (off my Snapchat)
Been chillin' in, so my dogs gotta snap that (my dogs gotta have it)
You say you on that type of time, all you gotta do is prove it (girl, just prove it)
Damn, you should've stayed in school, the way he get down with that ruler (he don't know it)
Ask if he gon' catch 'em, I'm gon' ask you if you blind, dumb, or stupid (I'ma do it)
We catch you slippin', that's your ass, we be 'bout it, postin' fluids (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Bitch, I'm really out my f*ckin' mind (yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Got on red just like a sign, I'm tryna tell these rappers stop lyin' (ooh, ooh)
Bitch, I get to steppin' like it's hammer time (ooh, ooh, ooh)
How? Spit in a nigga face talkin' 'bout takin' mines

Arms open, out of there, out of there (woo)
Man gone (yeah), I don't care (yeah), I don't care (woo)
Oh, oh, oh (mm), he was talkin', got him out of there (yeah)
R.I.P. Newport, smoke him like a f*ckin' square (grrt)
Arms open, out of there, out of there (baow)
Man gone (hey), I don't care, I don't care (yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, he was talkin', got him out of there
Where that nigga at? Somewhere floatin' down my ladder there

Ha, ha (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
I get to steppin' when I'm on one
Huh, he was dissin' on the wrong one
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Big ol' Dracos, yeah, the long ones
He was dissin' on the wrong one

Huh, one body, two body, three body, four
Huh, he don't pop outside, we gon' bring it to your door
Huh, five body, six body, seven body, eight
Once he dead, don't bring him up, don't implicate me in no case (nigga)
What you workin' with the people or somethin'?
Loose slips, tighten shoes (gah, gah, grr, grr)
Talk on him first, won't see the film
Free lit Yoshi, this a big four-fifth (free Yoshi)
She out of line, I'll leave you stankin' like a sewer, nigga (I'll leave you stankin')
I bet a bitch I'll let my show f*ckin' sue me, nigga (f*ck 'em)

Arms open, out of there, out of there (yeah, woo)
Man gone (yeah), I don't care (yeah), I don't care (woo)
Oh, oh, oh (mm), he was talkin', got him out of there (yeah)
R.I.P. Newport, smoke him like a f*ckin' square (grrt)
Arms open, out of there, out of there (baow)
Man gone (hey), I don't care, I don't care (yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, he was talkin', got him out of there
Where that nigga at? Somewhere floatin' down my ladder there

Ha, ha (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
I get to steppin' when I'm on one
Huh, he was dissin' on the wrong one
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Big ol' Dracos, yeah, the long ones
He was dissin' on the wrong one

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh (grrt)
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Writer: Frederick Givens II
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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Performed By: Fredo Bang
Language: English
Written by: Frederick Givens II

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