Chase Atlantic — OUT THE ROOF

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I just popped three in a row
Gasoline-y what I smoke
Gas on ‘E’, we slide the door
Slide the door
Please don’t try this shit at home
We send souls up to the sky
When we don’t wanna talk it through
See us then we take your life
What the fuck you gonna do?
I got fifty rackies on me hangin’ out my pants and I’m hangin’ out the roof, yeah
I’ma put the burner on his ass, make him dance, Michael Jack, bust a move, yeah
I’ma scorch every motherfucker in the game ’cause there’s nothing left to do, yeah
Plus I got this vest on my body, so you know I’m feelin’ bulletproof

Yeah, we stay lit
We fuck bitches, pop on pillies, that is it, yeah

Holy moly, holy shit, yeah
Me and all my people are heaven sent, yeah, yup
She just got her titties tucked, mhm, yup, yup

Fillin’ up a double cup with mud, mm, mhm
Yeah, mix it up, save that money
If you don’t get on, you’re stuck

What the fuck? Yeah
I’m at the top of game, yeah
Percies been killin’ my pain, yeah
I like to hide in my braids, shit
Chopper beam blow off your brain, yeah
I go insane, I go insane, I go insane, yeah
Look at my flamethrower, I’m throwin’ flames, yeah
Yeah, fifty rackies on me hangin’ out the back of my pants while I’m hangin’ out the roof
I’ma put the burner on his ass, make him dance, Michael Jack, bust a move, yeah
I’ma scorch every motherfucker in the game ’cause there’s nothing left to do, yeah
Plus I got this vest on my body, so you know I’m feelin’ bulletproof, yeah

Why waste time when you get high on the weekend?

Why waste time when get high when you can?

I’ma hit you again, wait
I got fifty rackies hangin’ out of the back of my pants while I’m hangin’ out the roof
I’ma put the burner on his ass, get to choppin’ if he don’t know what to do, yeah
I’ma scorch every opposition in the game ’cause there’s nothing left to do, yeah
Plus I got this vest on me, motherfucker, bitch, I’m feelin’ bulletproof
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch, I’m bulletproof
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah