RetcH — Out Da Lobby

(Produced by Josh Nelson) [Verse 1] Outside selling work, no cell phone Fiends running up, face well known, nigga Just popped bail for a strap charge 50k, no ten percent, wasn't that hard Fucked up part, think he planted that Raided the trap, ain't find shit, niggas couldn't handle that We gon' get the shit thrown out Leave the courthouse in the Uber, getting domed out Two Styros got me zoned out Your favorite 'gram thot getting boned out Would prefer if I drowned in some Hi-Tech Three bricks on me, shooting dice in the projects Like I ain't learned shit, nigga Hate the light skin Backs ‘cause them shits burn quicker Got the president of Backwoods on text, nigga Shooting boxes to the brib just to flex, nigga [Hook] "It's whatever dawgs" on my tombstone (tombstone) Smith & Wesson forty, nigga, two toned (two toned) Thirty lines deep, nigga, too gone (too gone) Stepping out the lobby, nigga, two hoes [Verse 2] Just gotta 'notha eighth from a brackhead Blackout Boyz front runner, Lil ½ Dead Rest In Peace King Yams, nigga I was just on facetime with my mans, nigga Got the news next morning Tears running down my face, nigga, still yawning Can't even remember, everything just went black, nigga Shit, you don't even know the half, nigga So I'ma pour these pints for my nigga Fucking all these bitches, getting right for my nigga Take it to the top, getting money for my nigga Get the Lamborghini drop, pour muddy for my nigga R.I.P. my nigga Huss too, was locked up at the funeral Nigga couldn't bome through, free my niggas out the system I was tripping for a minute, now I'm back up on that mission [Hook] "It's whatever dawgs" on my tombstone Smith & Wesson forty, nigga, two toned Thirty lines deep, nigga, too gone Stepping out the lobby, nigga, two hoes