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Out Video (MV)




Performed By: Luh Free
Language: English
Length: 2:59
Written by: Jeffery Anderson




Luh Free - Out Lyrics
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I'ma be blunt with you
Caught up reminiscin', wishin' I could smoke a blunt with you
I ain't gon' cap, you have my back, why would I front with you
Yeah, gave out my trust as a shorty
Yeah, I miss that bond, but shit you handled that poorly
F*ck the world like an orgy, I be clutchin' on 40
Feel like they comin' for me
Still in my own lane like I'm Tory
I'm with my dawg like I'm Dorothy, on this road lookin' for peace
Same bitches say they adore me, they the same ones who sped out
When my heart bled out
When that bread out
Everyone gon' head out
Ain't takin' no fed route
But stay with that lead out, I'm still in my head bout
That shit you had said loud
Sorry I ain't call you, I been workin' the graveyard
Baby, I don't party, I get high and I gaze stars
We move like an army, know you see all these ARs
Fore I let you harm me, I'ma f*ck up your face card
We ain't makin' disses, we gon' pop up like State Farm
Third leg in the blick, Lil' bitch, you know that I stay armed
Bae come roll this gas up
Told her chill with me, you know that's somethin' she won't pass up
I done got my bag up
So her face down, and her ass up
I don't gotta act tough
Cause if it go down, I know I'ma let my strap bust
I'ma pull my mask up
This ain't no standard clip, baby, watch me rock out with it
Don't need companionship, baby, I need me a ticket
F*ck the fame, f*ck the chain, bitch, I wanna be the richest
F*ck the gang that you claim, nigga, anyone can get it
F*ck your name, f*ck your manes, I'ma always be the biggest
My heart set on digits, f*ck all of these bitches
I'ma be blunt with you
Caught up reminiscin', wishin' I could smoke a blunt with you
I ain't gon' cap, you have my back, why would I front with you
Yeah, gave out my trust as a shorty
Yeah, I miss that bond, but shit you handled that poorly
F*ck the world like an orgy, I be clutchin' on 40
Feel like they comin' for me
Still in my own lane like I'm Tory
I'm with my dawg like I'm Dorothy, on this road lookin' for peace
Same bitches say they adore me, they the same ones who sped out
When my heart bled out
When that bread out
Everyone gon' head out
Ain't takin' no fed route
But stay with that lead out, I'm still in my head bout
That shit you had said loud
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I'ma be blunt with you
Caught up reminiscin', wishin' I could smoke a blunt with you
I ain't gon' cap, you have my back, why would I front with you
Yeah, gave out my trust as a shorty
Yeah, I miss that bond, but shit you handled that poorly
F*ck the world like an orgy, I be clutchin' on 40
Feel like they comin' for me
Still in my own lane like I'm Tory
I'm with my dawg like I'm Dorothy, on this road lookin' for peace
Same bitches say they adore me, they the same ones who sped out
When my heart bled out
When that bread out
Everyone gon' head out
Ain't takin' no fed route
But stay with that lead out, I'm still in my head bout
That shit you had said loud
Sorry I ain't call you, I been workin' the graveyard
Baby, I don't party, I get high and I gaze stars
We move like an army, know you see all these ARs
Fore I let you harm me, I'ma f*ck up your face card
We ain't makin' disses, we gon' pop up like State Farm
Third leg in the blick, Lil' bitch, you know that I stay armed
Bae come roll this gas up
Told her chill with me, you know that's somethin' she won't pass up
I done got my bag up
So her face down, and her ass up
I don't gotta act tough
Cause if it go down, I know I'ma let my strap bust
I'ma pull my mask up
This ain't no standard clip, baby, watch me rock out with it
Don't need companionship, baby, I need me a ticket
F*ck the fame, f*ck the chain, bitch, I wanna be the richest
F*ck the gang that you claim, nigga, anyone can get it
F*ck your name, f*ck your manes, I'ma always be the biggest
My heart set on digits, f*ck all of these bitches
I'ma be blunt with you
Caught up reminiscin', wishin' I could smoke a blunt with you
I ain't gon' cap, you have my back, why would I front with you
Yeah, gave out my trust as a shorty
Yeah, I miss that bond, but shit you handled that poorly
F*ck the world like an orgy, I be clutchin' on 40
Feel like they comin' for me
Still in my own lane like I'm Tory
I'm with my dawg like I'm Dorothy, on this road lookin' for peace
Same bitches say they adore me, they the same ones who sped out
When my heart bled out
When that bread out
Everyone gon' head out
Ain't takin' no fed route
But stay with that lead out, I'm still in my head bout
That shit you had said loud
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Writer: Jeffery Anderson
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