AIGHT, I’M OUT

[Yo, Milnaine fucking slaps dude]

Hook (Boi Mystery):

Aight
Homie I’m out
Roll up on bitches, they want the clout
Throwin a banger  without a doubt
Closing the hanger fly might get out
Aight
Homie wassup
Don’t run up on me I keep it tucked
Milnaine like Ronny we banded up
I got the tommy You outta luck

Verse 1 (Boi Mystery):

Make my way down Greene and take a right at Bobby Jones
She was playing hard to get at first but sike she hit my phone
Hit me up at 3 am like Ight I’m home alone
Ima slide cuz she a freak she got that tight and give me dome
Riding in the coupe this set me back a quarter mill
I ain’t got no roof but they don’t dare to hit me still
Prices on my head they are coming for the kill
Lights are out they dead I keep a sniper on the sill
Run up the Guap till my hands blue
There isn’t nothin I can’t do
I wanna slide shorty can you
I got supreme on my sandals
350 that’s on my feet
Tap on her then hit delete
They all hate me in the street
But They got mystery on repeat
Take my new girl to Sephora
Cops got the all black explorer
Swinging thru the trees like Dora
Hit her once now she want mora
This dick, Gucci red and green feel like it’s Christmas
Hit list, pull up on the scene and then we rip shit
Biscuits, I love kfc they got my business
Trick bitch, I just left you searching for a big hit
Courtyard, I got Bentley’s parked my wallet goyard
Go hard, Ima hit the top you hit the boneyard

Hook (Boi Mystery):

Aight
Homie I’m out
Roll up on bitches, they want the clout
Throwin a banger without a doubt
Closing the hanger fly might get out
Aight
Homie wassup
Don’t run up on me I keep it tucked
Milnaine like Ronny we banded up
I got the tommy You outta luck

Verse 2 (Ziety):

[Coming Soon]

Hook (Boi Mystery):

Aight
Homie I’m out
Roll up on bitches, they want the clout
Throwin a banger without a doubt
Closing the hanger fly might get out
Aight
Homie wassup
Don’t run up on me I keep it tucked
Milnaine like Ronny we banded up
I got the tommy You outta luck