Lyrics Not Out Feat Takeoff By Quavo OnLine | Musica Hip Hop

Quavo - Not Out Feat Takeoff Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay
(DJ Durell)
Let's get it

What we doin'? Said let's pop out (pop out)
Updated my roster and had to swap out (swap out)
You can't find it 'cause it's not out (you know ain't, haha)
(Nigga, we ain't the same, we put this shit on for real)
Nah, for real though (Northside shit, go)

I hop on the plane (let's get it)
Don't go nowhere without that money on me (munyun)
I feel like I'm Mike, I got a suitcase with two hundred for emergencies (only)
Two of 'em infinity bracelets a hunnid, lowkey, it ain't nothin' to me (shit)
You tryna cuff 'em, but if I wanted the bitch, she comin' with me (bitch)
Fly to a island, hop up off jet, we at the sex retreat
Bitches runnin' 'round geeked (geeked)
I ain't been home in weeks (weeks)
It's a lot of more chicken to get
And I ain't been sleep (sleep)
She love, she did me a favor (thank you)
Now I done turn to a beast (rrr)
I been gettin' so much equipped
'Til this bitch told me she wan' me give her some E (you kiddin' me)
He tried to play with the gang, fuck him
Bring out the broom and sweep (sweep)
I BB the belt, diamonds on the buckle
Leather crosses on the denim, touch 'em (touch 'em)
He ain't steppin', boy, that nigga a sucker (sucker)
I'm havin' motion and muscle (havin' it)

I'm havin' motion and muscle
You know I don't really pop it
But if it's time to pop it, nigga, I'ma pop it (pop that sit)
You know what I'm sayn'?
You know we work hard for this shit
We took the gang out the hood to Hollywood
For real

What we doin'? Ayy, let's pop out (suu, we gone)
Lil' bro got that stick and he so shot out (brrt, shot)
Gang-gang in this bitch, fuck a opp, we a rock out (fuck 'em)
Broke bitch out here trippin', lil' ho, sit down (bitch)
Pull up, robotic coupe, hit the button (skrrt)
It's night out, lil' nigga, don't touch that (don't touch that)
In the opp party, I'm clutchin' (huh)
If a nigga look wrong, then I'm bussin' (rrah)
Too paranoid, geeked off of somethin' (too geeked)
If they lookin', I'm leavin' the country (I'm gone)
Maybe I go off to London
Young nigga gon' blow the door off the function (go)
Trappin' ain't dead, it's just not in (nah)
Young niggas rather go scam and spend (scam)
Young nigga rather go rap and trend
Young nigga rather go do a drill (oh)
Young nigga better go handle his (woo)
In the trap, I done turned to a millionaire (on God)
He wanted some pounds, I said send 'em where? (pew)
Ayy, Take (Take), how many bags is sittin' there? (I'ma tell you)

I can't count the number
All these bags we got (three, four, five, six, seven, fuck it)
Can't tell me how many times I told you ain't hot (high)
I can't tell you how much money we got (nah)
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
(You now that)

Let's go
What we doin'? Said let's pop out (pop out)
Updated my roster and had to swap out (swap out)
You can't find it 'cause it's not out (you know ain't, haha)
(Nigga, we ain't the same, we put this shit on for real)
Nah, for real though (Northside shit)