OUTTA FOCUS
OUTTA FOCUS

Prada Curse - OUTTA FOCUS Lyrics

Sep 16, 2022
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OUTTA FOCUS Lyrics

My last girl was fine
My new bitch is better
I ran through the racks
You know I got cheddar
She's lookin' extravagent I gotta tell her
Fell in love with her smile the first time I met her
I cherish her presence enjoying her charm
I give her composure she cries on my arm
I told her look up every time that you fall
But all of my niggas you know that we ball
Sippin on wok pour that acidi acidi (Yeah)
Look from the front hit that bacidi bacidi (Yeah)
I do not know why these fuck niggas testin' me (Woah)
Keep me ruger my stick like a centipede (Woah)
Last year dead broke now you know I gotta go up
Two litre hennesy every day till' I throw up
Don't gotta say my name, no they already know us
Lil shots hit yo' brain make you jump outta focus (Woah)
Sippin on wok pour that acidi acidi (Yeah)
Look from the front hit that bacidi bacidi (Yeah)
I do not know why these fuck niggas testin' me (Woah)
Keep me ruger my stick like a centipede (Woah)
Last year dead broke now you know I gotta go up
Two litre hennesy every day till' I throw up
Don't gotta say my name, no they already know us
Lil shots hit yo' brain make you jump outta focus
First day I met her, she blew me away
I left purple garments all up on her face
I be makin' money when I meditate
Had to go and separate myself from all the fakes
I'm to rich I can't take a break
Money on money on money it's comin' my way
I just know I got faith
I just gotta' do this for nobody else but me
Real shit, trill shit
Rock with niggas who goin' drill shit
Give a fuck how you feelin'
Racks stacked to the ceiling
I used to care how you felt
Now we don't even talk anymore
But my hearts been away
Take my heart on a break
Sippin on wok pour that acidi acidi (Yeah)
Look from the front hit that bacidi bacidi (Yeah)
I do not know why these fuck niggas testin' me (Woah)
Keep me ruger my stick like a centipede (Woah)
Last year dead broke now you know I gotta go up
Two litre hennesy every day till' I throw up
Don't gotta say my name, no they already know us
Lil shots hit yo' brain make you jump outta focus (Woah)
Sippin on wok pour that acidi acidi (Yeah)
Look from the front hit that bacidi bacidi (Yeah)
I do not know why these fuck niggas testin' me (Woah)
Keep me ruger my stick like a centipede (Woah)
Last year dead broke now you know I gotta go up
Two litre hennesy every day till' I throw up
Don't gotta say my name, no they already know us
Lil shots hit yo' brain make you jump outta focus (Woah)

My last girl was fine
My new bitch is better
I ran through the racks
You know I got cheddar
She's lookin' extravagent I gotta tell her
Fell in love with her smile the first time I met her
I cherish her presence enjoying her charm
I give her composure she cries on my arm
I told her look up every time that you fall
But all of my niggas you know that we ball
Sippin on wok pour that acidi acidi (Yeah)
Look from the front hit that bacidi bacidi (Yeah)
I do not know why these fuck niggas testin' me (Woah)
Keep me ruger my stick like a centipede (Woah)
Last year dead broke now you know I gotta go up
Two litre hennesy every day till' I throw up
Don't gotta say my name, no they already know us
Lil shots hit yo' brain make you jump outta focus (Woah)
Sippin on wok pour that acidi acidi (Yeah)
Look from the front hit that bacidi bacidi (Yeah)
I do not know why these fuck niggas testin' me (Woah)
Keep me ruger my stick like a centipede (Woah)
Last year dead broke now you know I gotta go up
Two litre hennesy every day till' I throw up
Don't gotta say my name, no they already know us
Lil shots hit yo' brain make you jump outta focus
First day I met her, she blew me away
I left purple garments all up on her face
I be makin' money when I meditate
Had to go and separate myself from all the fakes
I'm to rich I can't take a break
Money on money on money it's comin' my way
I just know I got faith
I just gotta' do this for nobody else but me
Real shit, trill shit
Rock with niggas who goin' drill shit
Give a fuck how you feelin'
Racks stacked to the ceiling
I used to care how you felt
Now we don't even talk anymore
But my hearts been away
Take my heart on a break
Sippin on wok pour that acidi acidi (Yeah)
Look from the front hit that bacidi bacidi (Yeah)
I do not know why these fuck niggas testin' me (Woah)
Keep me ruger my stick like a centipede (Woah)
Last year dead broke now you know I gotta go up
Two litre hennesy every day till' I throw up
Don't gotta say my name, no they already know us
Lil shots hit yo' brain make you jump outta focus (Woah)
Sippin on wok pour that acidi acidi (Yeah)
Look from the front hit that bacidi bacidi (Yeah)
I do not know why these fuck niggas testin' me (Woah)
Keep me ruger my stick like a centipede (Woah)
Last year dead broke now you know I gotta go up
Two litre hennesy every day till' I throw up
Don't gotta say my name, no they already know us
Lil shots hit yo' brain make you jump outta focus (Woah)

Writer(s): Arahan Bhattacharjee
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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