Outta Control

[Intro]

Chevy’s on switches, smokin' weed in it

Don’t post me in yo'—

[Verse]

Smell that killa on me, like cologne in my clothes

I live the life I rap about, you verify it wit yo' hoes

Timeless flow, bottles cold, watch the throne

Bishop pitch up rocks at the window to see if Q was at home

Get a pistol, started power trippin', killin' his own

Moral of the story, gotta leave some niggas alone

Can’t bring errybody witcha, some fool built different

Links like that in your chain’ll have yo shit slippin'

Shit ain’t peddling like this one

Freestyles being mixed after pros do tricks on

Pause for thе cause, PM Dawn in the speakеrs

Rolls Royce with the heated seats on

That ain’t Hennessy, that's Villon

Cheques on cheques, like a Nike exec

Fuck with that, you'll be the one people gon' have to check on

Ambulance come slow when a roach get stepped on

Guess they figure he had it comin' to him

(Keep the E in it, Chevy’s on switches)

(We smokin weed in it)

(Don’t post me in yo' pictures)

(You can keep a secret, we can always kick it)

(Rule number one, don't talk about me round yo' nigga)

(That shit there have him suspicious)

(Hittin switches down Chef Highway dippin')

(Loose lips sink ships, and my ship ain't sinking)

[Outro: sample]

You gettin too old for all the responsibility

Being my bottom lady, maybe it’s too heavy

Oh Willie, oh shit, you know that ain’t it