"Outro" lyrics

Tay Keith produced it
Yeah, ayy, man
We gon' make a ho pay when she wait, you hear me?
Ha, we don't love them bitches, with money above these bitches, you hear me?
Ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Yeah, woah, woah

I got happy feelings
Feelin' like a millionaire when I walk in the building
Fuck your bitch and pull her hair, that got you in your feelings
She told you we was chillin', man, that bitch done lied to you
Got a nigga itchin', finna put some fire to him
Conversation, baby, that shit rule the nation
Get penetration, now her baby daddy hatin'
He ain't tryna shake shit, so it's cool
'Cause I'ma wet a nigga ass like a pool
Bloods say it's bool, Crips, they go loco
Shit so good, I can see it with my eyes closed
Blow a kiss to baby mama in that four-door
You can't get inside, I don't want you near, ho
You a weirdo, I shine crystal clear, ho
And I just paid a couple hundred for this wardrobe
I just left the fuckin' jungle in a fur coat
Leave a nigga in the field like a scarecrow
I rock J's, baby, I don't rock the loafers
Playin' games for the money like it's poker
She playin' games with the money 'til I poke her
Put the cheese in the bag like it's Kroger

Yeah, it's not in the bag, lil' mama
I need all that
You know cash rules the nation
Ha, ayy, I gotta go get that money, you know?
Gotta go chase the bag
I don't mean to make you mad
You see my pants sag
You see this bankroll, shit that you never had
2017, they need to free my dad
.40 with the beam, put you on a bag
Fuck