Chase Atlantic - OUT THE ROOF (lyrics)

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Lyrics:

Yeah
Aye

I just popped three in a row
Gasolinie what I smoke
Gas on “E” we slide the door
Slide the door
Please don’t try this shit at home
We send souls up to the sky
When we don’t wanna talk it through
See us then we take your life
What the fuck you gonna do?

I got fifty rackies on me hanging out my pants and I’m hanging out the roof, yeah
Imma put the burner on his ass, make him dance, Michael Jack, bust a move, yeah
Imma scorch every motherfucker in the game cause there’s nothing left to do, yeah
Plus I got this vest on my body so you know I’m feeling bulletproof

Yeah, we stay lit
We fuck bitches, pop on pillies, that is it, yeah
Holy moly, holy shit, yeah
Me and all my people Heaven sent, yeah yup
She just got her titties tucked, mhm yup yup
Filling up a double cup with mud, m-mhm
Yeah, mix it up
Save that money if you don’t get on, you’re stuck
What the fuck?
Yeah, I’m at the top of my game, yeah
Perkys been killing my pain, yeah
I like to hide in my braids, shit
Chopper beam, blow off your brain, yeah
I go insane, I go insane, I go insane, yeah
Look at my flamethrower, I’m throwing flames, yeah

Fifty rackies on me hanging out the back of my pants while I’m hanging out the roof
Imma put the burner on his ass, make him dance, Michael Jack, bust a move, yeah
Imma scorch every motherfucker in the game cause there’s nothing left to do, yeah
Plus I got this vest on my body so you know I’m feeling bulletproof

Why waste time when you get high on the weekend?
Why waste time when you get high when you can?
Imma hit you again
Wait

I got fifty rackies hanging out of the back of my pants while I’m hanging out the roof
Imma put the burner on his ass, get to chopping if he don’t know what to do, yeah
Imma scorch every opposition in the game cause there’s nothing left to do, yeah
Plus I got this vest on me, motherfucker, bitch I’m feeling bulletproof

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Bitch I’m bulletproof
Yeah yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah yeah,
Yeah, yeah