DeeMajor - Shout Outs Lyrics

People really don't be knowing bout me I don't fuck with shout outs
No one helped me and y'all got the audacity to ask me for hand outs
Well I got something for you I got to shit hurry up and hold your hands out
Hold on gotta unbuckle my Gucci belt to pull my pants down
My smoke like cigs you don't want cancer I suggest u stand down
Sipping Hennessy and popped a bar send help that is a man down
He just mad cause I gave his bitch pussy a ticket to pound town
Got dummy rolling up the blunts filled with that loud no surround sound
If he talking shit
Then we lay him down down
Big ole choppa w the round rounds
You don't wanna here the sound sound
Don't wanna hear it's melody
I've done some shit punishment by death and Ian got a felony
Someone explain that to me
And I'm only 16 this must be a dream
I been gettin richer than French cream
I been gettin dough stacked to planet sheen
I been gettin baked I need Visine
I been gettin crazy check the crime scene
Rocking slime slippers they lime green
Hit it and quit it call the bitch Billy Jean
They can't sneak me I'm quite keen
I don't need a gun y'all ain't good at fighting
Who want the dukes cause these hands E for everyone
Who want the smoke because I got a metric ton
Hilfiger a pussy boy with the tommy gun
It shoot bullets but it spray like a water gun
Major posted with a shotgun
Run up on me hope you got one
Fuck on yo mom like a step son
She'll swallow my kids when I'm done
If I don't fuck with you showed my why I shouldn't
Every one else switched up on me but I thought that you wouldn't
I should fill you with this clip but I really couldn't
Something inside me won't let me I just don't know how to put it
People really don't be knowin bout me I don't fuck with shout outs
No one helped me and y'all got the audacity to ask me for hand outs
Well I got something for you I got to shit hurry up and hold your hands out
Hold on gotta unbuckle my Gucci belt to pull my pants down
My smoke like cigs you don't want cancer I suggest u stand down
Sipping Hennessy and popped a bar send help that is a man down
He just mad cause I gave his bitch pussy a ticket to pound town
Got dummy rolling up the blunts filled with that loud no surround sound
What they did to me man I shoulda killed em
I feel like Mike on the mic how I thrill them
I ain't have no shoes I had to steal them
Got the banana clip it's gonna peel them
They call me the plug like I'm in the wall
I'm out of this world like I'm fucking Paul
I make money while you snorting 8 balls
I know they been praying for my downfall
Like I'm fucking Tee Grizzley
Why I hustle it's for the money simply
Fuck a Mike me an my gang drink whiskey
If you up the glock at me do it quickly
I feel like KFC cause I'm so crispy
Fuck her now she telling me that she miss me
Y'all keeps sending shots but you missed me
Seen too many rats like I'm watchin Disney
Y'all can call me Rick how I'm get shwifty
She blow on my dick like some hot chili
Sippin Patron and I get a lil tipsy
Throwin bands up like a motherfuckin frisby
I was posted up in ISS everyday
Copying the Encyclopedia from Z to A
Sit at home wondering what am I gon eat today
I needed money they was playing keep away
I ain't have sex with her fuck my teacher
Telling me I'm dumb saying I can't teach ya
These dudes pussies like they had a procedure
I'm eager to smoke reefer louder than a speaker
But where was you at when I ain't have no food
How about when teacher kicked me outta school
Where was you when Ian toat my tool
Where was you when I was tired of breaking rules
Sitting at home by myself feeling useless
All the kid in my class called me stupid
Kicked out of school and all I wrote was music
Now they on my dick cause they listen to it
Now I pull up in a Bentley fuck a Buick
I had a dream and chased it nothing else to it
I felt like Nike I had to just do it
They all on my dick tell them to get off
That ain't what I'm doing I jus went soft
I ain't like you I'm cut from different cloth
Smoking that gas until I cough
Until I cough

People really don't be knowing bout me I don't fuck with shout outs
No one helped me and y'all got the audacity to ask me for hand outs
Well I got something for you I got to shit hurry up and hold your hands out
Hold on gotta unbuckle my Gucci belt to pull my pants down
My smoke like cigs you don't want cancer I suggest u stand down
Sipping Hennessy and popped a bar send help that is a man down
He just mad cause I gave his bitch pussy a ticket to pound town
Got dummy rolling up the blunts filled with that loud no surround sound
If he talking shit
Then we lay him down down
Big ole choppa w the round rounds
You don't wanna here the sound sound
Don't wanna hear it's melody
I've done some shit punishment by death and Ian got a felony
Someone explain that to me
And I'm only 16 this must be a dream
I been gettin richer than French cream
I been gettin dough stacked to planet sheen
I been gettin baked I need Visine
I been gettin crazy check the crime scene
Rocking slime slippers they lime green
Hit it and quit it call the bitch Billy Jean
They can't sneak me I'm quite keen
I don't need a gun y'all ain't good at fighting
Who want the dukes cause these hands E for everyone
Who want the smoke because I got a metric ton
Hilfiger a pussy boy with the tommy gun
It shoot bullets but it spray like a water gun
Major posted with a shotgun
Run up on me hope you got one
Fuck on yo mom like a step son
She'll swallow my kids when I'm done
If I don't fuck with you showed my why I shouldn't
Every one else switched up on me but I thought that you wouldn't
I should fill you with this clip but I really couldn't
Something inside me won't let me I just don't know how to put it
People really don't be knowin bout me I don't fuck with shout outs
No one helped me and y'all got the audacity to ask me for hand outs
Well I got something for you I got to shit hurry up and hold your hands out
Hold on gotta unbuckle my Gucci belt to pull my pants down
My smoke like cigs you don't want cancer I suggest u stand down
Sipping Hennessy and popped a bar send help that is a man down
He just mad cause I gave his bitch pussy a ticket to pound town
Got dummy rolling up the blunts filled with that loud no surround sound
What they did to me man I shoulda killed em
I feel like Mike on the mic how I thrill them
I ain't have no shoes I had to steal them
Got the banana clip it's gonna peel them
They call me the plug like I'm in the wall
I'm out of this world like I'm fucking Paul
I make money while you snorting 8 balls
I know they been praying for my downfall
Like I'm fucking Tee Grizzley
Why I hustle it's for the money simply
Fuck a Mike me an my gang drink whiskey
If you up the glock at me do it quickly
I feel like KFC cause I'm so crispy
Fuck her now she telling me that she miss me
Y'all keeps sending shots but you missed me
Seen too many rats like I'm watchin Disney
Y'all can call me Rick how I'm get shwifty
She blow on my dick like some hot chili
Sippin Patron and I get a lil tipsy
Throwin bands up like a motherfuckin frisby
I was posted up in ISS everyday
Copying the Encyclopedia from Z to A
Sit at home wondering what am I gon eat today
I needed money they was playing keep away
I ain't have sex with her fuck my teacher
Telling me I'm dumb saying I can't teach ya
These dudes pussies like they had a procedure
I'm eager to smoke reefer louder than a speaker
But where was you at when I ain't have no food
How about when teacher kicked me outta school
Where was you when Ian toat my tool
Where was you when I was tired of breaking rules
Sitting at home by myself feeling useless
All the kid in my class called me stupid
Kicked out of school and all I wrote was music
Now they on my dick cause they listen to it
Now I pull up in a Bentley fuck a Buick
I had a dream and chased it nothing else to it
I felt like Nike I had to just do it
They all on my dick tell them to get off
That ain't what I'm doing I jus went soft
I ain't like you I'm cut from different cloth
Smoking that gas until I cough
Until I cough