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in the matrix
I'm not even eighteen I still got a gat, uh
I'm boutta pop out with some (bands)
I'm boutta pop out with yo' (mans)
I'm boutta pop out

(Trey.vonne don't do that)
I got 1234 people I can trust
I got 1234 pills I'm boutta pop
I got 1234 bitches I'm boutta fuck
I got 1234, 123 hoes
I

leave uhhh
I'm boutta call up Cena
I'm boutta sell out arenas
Wonder what happened to Selena?
Wonder what happened now to my bitch now
Getting her up in

like the brakes failed bitch I can't be stopped
Bitch keep spamming my phone like she can't be blocked
Boutta slap you like you Will, boutta rock

la new city
Futuro vendiendo tickets
Loco en el show y ring
Sin castillo pero si king
Relajado bebiendo lean
Solo empiezo pero no hay fin
We boutta

boutta go ham
Yeah, I'm boutta go ham
Speeding so fast, I be flirting with death
Talking that talk don't be holding your breath
Moneymaker every time that

I hope you know I really wanna give up
I really wanna give up
I'm really boutta' give up, I wish I didn't miss ya
Keep floodin' out my wrist, tryna'

You better take a seat
Cus I'm boutta make a scene
Unleashing the rage in me
A rude awakening
You better take a seat
Cus I'm boutta make a scene

a fucking race (Let's go)
Thats why me and the bros are gonna dig you down the cask' today.
Then we boutta griddy, I say griddy, I say griddy on your grave.

im boutta fuck you up
Got my fucking hood on cause im boutta fuck you up
Got my fucking hood on cause im boutta fuck you up
Got my fucking hood

(Anything I rap I did it or seen it)
Huh, like Randy Orton
I'm fighting them demons
(Like Randy Orton, I'm fighting demons)
Huh, ho's too sad, I'm boutta leak

This that rockstar shit
Everybody know I'm boutta pop my shit
All the hoes in the club wanna bump my shit
Leak it if the label don't drop my shit

boutta change
I can feel it it's in range
No pun intended
But I'm boutta I'm dump it
Dump it dump it
But I'm boutta I'm dump it
Dump it dump it
But I'm

back, boutta meet Jesus
Windows tinted on the whip, you can't even see us
Gang this gang that, where the fuck yo gang at
Kill cats hang rats, boutta make

pop him though
Then I'm ghost
Is you boutta hit a lick
All of the above
Did you really serve them bricks
All of the above
Are you really filthy rich
All

this in the dark?
Yeah, yeah

Falling, yeah I'm
Falling for you
Boutta burn out, boutta
Run out of fuel

Mayday, mayday
Think I'm heading straight into

Wassup, wassup 
Got lil mama lookin boutta holla wassup 
You gon pop that pussy for me baby wassup
Is we leavin here together tell me wassup
Wassup,

trynna hit a lick
I could never be middle men
Dressed in all white boutta travel like Minutemen
I supply the snow like it was Michigan
I hit yo blick onna

Aye
Yuh
Aye
Aye
Aye
Yuh
I keep it
Lit
I keep it lit
Aye
Aye
Aye
Ya I keep it lit
Ya I keep it lit (Aye)
Pull up to the spot and I’m boutta Blow

the bitches like damn 
Yung gunna gunnin again 
Always on ten 
Young gunna boutta wet up ya fam 
Dead where ya stand 
Never step to the brand or 
Young gunna

to chase the paper
I am now here to stay
I'm rapping just for the passion
Now get the fuck out my way, cause I've
Seen it all
Had enough
Boutta come with

You a stupid bitch and I don’t fuck with you
Yuh
I don’t take that shit I pull up and you run
Yuh
Raise a fist to me i’m boutta bring the rain
Yuh

Boutta get it no doubt
You the Shit thats word of mouth
Baby don't hold back bring the Baddie out
Boutta hit it on the couch
Boutta get it no doubt
Baby

I'm a broke boy broke boy
I ain't boutta lie to you
Used to work at sonic food fryer
Boutta make it out
Broke boy broke boy
Checking is fried too