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Out the Burbs
by Acue and Gagerr
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Yooo
We're making it out the burbs with this one
Yuh
Aye
We make it out the burbs
I don't give a fuck what you think you heard
I stay stacking on my cheese, no curd
I'm making moves in silence like I'm Ferb
I just copped a new crib with the palm trees
I just got a new whip, it ain't got no keys
And I fuck on a new bitch, she like to tease
And my drip so cold it'll make you freeze
This shit so crazy like a psychic
Got my foot on the pedal, no cyclist
Mixing all the alc and the drugs like a scientist
We make it out the burbs, I ain't lying shit
We copping and rocking
We never dropping or stopping
Gagerr just murdered the hook
I put this beat in a coffin
We out here mobbing the lobby
I'm at the bank and we robbing
Got a girl on the side
Finna make her a hobby
Wait, holdup, stop, Ima switch the fucking flow up
Sipping juice boxes in the lamb, I might throw up
VIP, first class, I don't like the hold up
Froze audemar, wrist just had a fucking glow up
We make it out the burbs
I don't give a fuck what you think you heard
I stay stacking on my cheese, no curd
I'm making moves in silence like I'm Ferb
Out the, burbs
Out the, burbs
Out the, what?
Out the, yuh
Out the, burbs
Out the, burbs
Out the, yuh, yuh
Burbs
Yo that was fucking awful
My god
Yooo
We're making it out the burbs with this one
Yuh
Aye
We make it out the burbs
I don't give a fuck what you think you heard
I stay stacking on my cheese, no curd
I'm making moves in silence like I'm Ferb
I just copped a new crib with the palm trees
I just got a new whip, it ain't got no keys
And I fuck on a new bitch, she like to tease
And my drip so cold it'll make you freeze
This shit so crazy like a psychic
Got my foot on the pedal, no cyclist
Mixing all the alc and the drugs like a scientist
We make it out the burbs, I ain't lying shit
We copping and rocking
We never dropping or stopping
Gagerr just murdered the hook
I put this beat in a coffin
We out here mobbing the lobby
I'm at the bank and we robbing
Got a girl on the side
Finna make her a hobby
Wait, holdup, stop, Ima switch the fucking flow up
Sipping juice boxes in the lamb, I might throw up
VIP, first class, I don't like the hold up
Froze audemar, wrist just had a fucking glow up
We make it out the burbs
I don't give a fuck what you think you heard
I stay stacking on my cheese, no curd
I'm making moves in silence like I'm Ferb
Out the, burbs
Out the, burbs
Out the, what?
Out the, yuh
Out the, burbs
Out the, burbs
Out the, yuh, yuh
Burbs
Yo that was fucking awful
My god