"SHOWING OUT" lyrics
(Welcome to the trenches, stay dangerous)
Are you in the Mafia?
Am I in the what?
Whatever you wanna call it, organized crime
I'm in the waste management business, everybody immediately assumes you're mobbed up
Spend some money on you, had your friends think you showin' out
Trap for me, baby, sell these cookies like a Girl Scout
Bad-ass bitch, big bills what she love to count
I'm tryna take you places, show you shit that you don't know about
Fuck these niggas, baby, I'ma have you showin' out
The ball in your court, fuck with me, we can blow 'em out
We ain't gotta go where they go, let's take another route
A real bitch, yeah, I'm still lookin', it was never found
I picked her in the draft, she let me fuck her on the first down
She gon' hold her breath and throw a fit if I don't come around
Told her, "We can do this shit together, bitch, I'm Bobby Brown"
You know that when you get around me, it ain't no phones allowed
I'ma show you off and won't never take the picture down
Hair, face, nails, Barbie doll
Naw, she ain't a rat, she got a name all through Seven Mile
Took her from the world, she in the mafia, it's over now
Spend some money on you, had your friends think you showin' out
Trap for me, baby, sell these cookies like a Girl Scout
Bad-ass bitch, big bills what she love to count
I'm tryna take you places, show you shit that you don't—
Me and her ridin' with three blickies, all of 'em got switches
Put a nigga flat out on the floor like Ricky
Certified Lover Boy, I love all my bitches
She'll leave her family for me and burn all her bridges
Sometimes I gotta sip a six so it could slow me down
I be out here movin' fast when I'm movin' 'round
It's somethin' wrong, lately money don't, she just made me smile
Your family talk behind your back when you not around
It be snakes in the grass in plain sight, in your face
Hoes wishin' they can be you when we knowin' that they can't
She be mad at me
The 'net be makin' us divide like it's mathematics
I've been out here tryna get it like a crack addict
When my bitch go to sleep, I'm what she imagine
They can hate all they want, I'm lit like a candle
I won't look a bitch way if she don't meet my standards, for real
Spend some money on you, had your friends think you showin' out
Trap for me, baby, sell these cookies like a Girl Scout
Bad-ass bitch, big bills what she love to count
I'm tryna take you places, show you shit that you don't know about
(Welcome to the trenches, stay dangerous)
Are you in the Mafia?
Am I in the what?
Whatever you wanna call it, organized crime
I'm in the waste management business, everybody immediately assumes you're mobbed up
Spend some money on you, had your friends think you showin' out
Trap for me, baby, sell these cookies like a Girl Scout
Bad-ass bitch, big bills what she love to count
I'm tryna take you places, show you shit that you don't know about
Fuck these niggas, baby, I'ma have you showin' out
The ball in your court, fuck with me, we can blow 'em out
We ain't gotta go where they go, let's take another route
A real bitch, yeah, I'm still lookin', it was never found
I picked her in the draft, she let me fuck her on the first down
She gon' hold her breath and throw a fit if I don't come around
Told her, "We can do this shit together, bitch, I'm Bobby Brown"
You know that when you get around me, it ain't no phones allowed
I'ma show you off and won't never take the picture down
Hair, face, nails, Barbie doll
Naw, she ain't a rat, she got a name all through Seven Mile
Took her from the world, she in the mafia, it's over now
Spend some money on you, had your friends think you showin' out
Trap for me, baby, sell these cookies like a Girl Scout
Bad-ass bitch, big bills what she love to count
I'm tryna take you places, show you shit that you don't—
Me and her ridin' with three blickies, all of 'em got switches
Put a nigga flat out on the floor like Ricky
Certified Lover Boy, I love all my bitches
She'll leave her family for me and burn all her bridges
Sometimes I gotta sip a six so it could slow me down
I be out here movin' fast when I'm movin' 'round
It's somethin' wrong, lately money don't, she just made me smile
Your family talk behind your back when you not around
It be snakes in the grass in plain sight, in your face
Hoes wishin' they can be you when we knowin' that they can't
She be mad at me
The 'net be makin' us divide like it's mathematics
I've been out here tryna get it like a crack addict
When my bitch go to sleep, I'm what she imagine
They can hate all they want, I'm lit like a candle
I won't look a bitch way if she don't meet my standards, for real
Spend some money on you, had your friends think you showin' out
Trap for me, baby, sell these cookies like a Girl Scout
Bad-ass bitch, big bills what she love to count
I'm tryna take you places, show you shit that you don't know about
(Welcome to the trenches, stay dangerous)
