"Outlapped" lyrics
Shit's getting crazy, man
This guy wanna be friends with that guy
Now we all buddies, huh?
Rap game my ass
Fuck that shit
You getting outlapped
You getting outlapped
I run for the gang (for my gang)
Now we on the map (yeah)
You getting outlapped
You getting outlapped
Black heart in my veins (in my veins)
Now we on the map (yeah)
Back in '08 when I picked up the mic, yeah, they said I would quit (quit)
Now when I pull up, the same people be like, "Yo, that boy can spit" (spit)
Man, life is a trip (trip), I ball, no assist (-sist)
I buy my mama a house before I spend that shit on my wrist (for real)
Ay, tic-tac-toe, only time an ex ever get my O
Slick rick pose when I dick these hoes, and they say I got a third leg, I'm just big boned
(Oh my) ex in my DMs like "Hey, big head", but I tell 'em all the same thing
That bitch can go, "remember me? Lol" I read that shit like, "Shit, hello no" (perfect)
"Bmike never flowed like this, he ain't never wrote like this
I thought he only wrote sad songs, man he proved us wrong, never thought he sold out like this" (yuh)
Fuck that, I'ma gas, I'ma spaz all out on these bitch ass niggas
'Bouta say the wrong thing and have 'em all singing like "Damn, he changed", watch 'em all get triggered
Oh, trigger happy bitch get at me, holla at me if you mad
Uh, say my name on any record, guaranteed you getting waxed (waxed)
Shit, one strip gone, two strips gone, one minute in the song
First round KO with this rap shit dog, I don't do back and forths, man this ain't ping pong
You getting outlapped
You getting outlapped
I run for the gang (for my gang)
Now we on the map (yeah)
You getting outlapped
You getting outlapped
Black heart in my veins (in my veins)
Now we on the map (yeah)
Six feet deep in a beat, goddamn man, I killed that shit (tu-tu-tu)
Oh my God, he's a freak, he's a beast and he still won't quit (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Sickening, isn't it? (Ay) how they can't predict what this niggas did? (Ooh)
He's a dick, he's a jerk, he's a goddamn asshole, but damn he's so fucking magnificent
Ay, black heart, black heart, black heart, black heart
Black heart in this bitch, shit be too legit
So much cracks up on my body, you would think that it's a cliff
Oh, that's your bitch? She fuck with the gang, now she at the crib
She don't fuck with lames, plus she like the drip
Ay, I'm on the edge but I won't jump
This is that shit, make your soul jump, I ride for the clique, they're my soldiers
Oh, shit, already? Could that be the end of the song?
Stoners been listening like, "Oh my God, already Mike?" I guess I'll go refill up the bong
That shit was really the bomb
Whoa, whoa, Mikey, come on, take it easy on 'em, alright?
Take it easy on 'em
You getting outlapped
You getting outlapped
I run for the gang (for my gang)
Now we on the map (yeah)
You getting outlapped
You getting outlapped
Black heart in my veins (in my veins)
Now we on the map (yeah)
This guy wanna be friends with that guy
Now we all buddies, huh?
Rap game my ass
Fuck that shit
You getting outlapped
You getting outlapped
I run for the gang (for my gang)
Now we on the map (yeah)
You getting outlapped
You getting outlapped
Black heart in my veins (in my veins)
Now we on the map (yeah)
Back in '08 when I picked up the mic, yeah, they said I would quit (quit)
Now when I pull up, the same people be like, "Yo, that boy can spit" (spit)
Man, life is a trip (trip), I ball, no assist (-sist)
I buy my mama a house before I spend that shit on my wrist (for real)
Ay, tic-tac-toe, only time an ex ever get my O
Slick rick pose when I dick these hoes, and they say I got a third leg, I'm just big boned
(Oh my) ex in my DMs like "Hey, big head", but I tell 'em all the same thing
That bitch can go, "remember me? Lol" I read that shit like, "Shit, hello no" (perfect)
"Bmike never flowed like this, he ain't never wrote like this
I thought he only wrote sad songs, man he proved us wrong, never thought he sold out like this" (yuh)
Fuck that, I'ma gas, I'ma spaz all out on these bitch ass niggas
'Bouta say the wrong thing and have 'em all singing like "Damn, he changed", watch 'em all get triggered
Oh, trigger happy bitch get at me, holla at me if you mad
Uh, say my name on any record, guaranteed you getting waxed (waxed)
Shit, one strip gone, two strips gone, one minute in the song
First round KO with this rap shit dog, I don't do back and forths, man this ain't ping pong
You getting outlapped
You getting outlapped
I run for the gang (for my gang)
Now we on the map (yeah)
You getting outlapped
You getting outlapped
Black heart in my veins (in my veins)
Now we on the map (yeah)
Six feet deep in a beat, goddamn man, I killed that shit (tu-tu-tu)
Oh my God, he's a freak, he's a beast and he still won't quit (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Sickening, isn't it? (Ay) how they can't predict what this niggas did? (Ooh)
He's a dick, he's a jerk, he's a goddamn asshole, but damn he's so fucking magnificent
Ay, black heart, black heart, black heart, black heart
Black heart in this bitch, shit be too legit
So much cracks up on my body, you would think that it's a cliff
Oh, that's your bitch? She fuck with the gang, now she at the crib
She don't fuck with lames, plus she like the drip
Ay, I'm on the edge but I won't jump
This is that shit, make your soul jump, I ride for the clique, they're my soldiers
Oh, shit, already? Could that be the end of the song?
Stoners been listening like, "Oh my God, already Mike?" I guess I'll go refill up the bong
That shit was really the bomb
Whoa, whoa, Mikey, come on, take it easy on 'em, alright?
Take it easy on 'em
You getting outlapped
You getting outlapped
I run for the gang (for my gang)
Now we on the map (yeah)
You getting outlapped
You getting outlapped
Black heart in my veins (in my veins)
Now we on the map (yeah)
Writer(s): Antun Vuic, Michael Benjamin Hoosen
