Shout Out
    (专辑: Collection Agency - 2021)
    
    They got cups in here? We might got some liquor  Damn  East side (Turn the 
beat up some)  Trauma Tone, uh   I 
could pull up with you a 
couple spots and have you popping  Open the 
door for you, I 
know everybody watching  Understand I 
got options and I 
place you on top 'em  But it's your spot to lose  This life come with some rules, we laced in real jewels  Champagne ain't nothing new, swear that's just what we do  Whether the 
camera on or off, we still looking cool  Niggas mad I 
been stunting, so I 
hear they hunting  My OG hipped me to it, I 
know how y'all coming  You come run up on me, I 
swear, you get laid out for nothing  My homies down to slide for me 'cause they really love me, uh   Shout out my watch, it's real, shout out my bitch, she real  Shout out my hood, they real, shout out my label, it's real  Shout out my watch, it's real, shout out my bitch, she real  Shout out my niggas, they real, shout out my Phantom grill  East side on mine just like every time, lowriders outside  Got foreigns in a 
line because I 
can't decide  Which one I'm tryna drive, I'm, like, too fucking high  But, yeah, I'm still gon' slide, might pick that sixty-five   I'ma pick you up, I 
might show you off  Put some diamonds on your neck, baby, fuck the 
cost  We turning heads when we walk, skin so soft  Leather so soft, adjustable exhaust, I'm catting off  I 
told you I 
can show you what we go through  Now, baby, quit playing and come fuck with a 
boss  We popping Ace of Spades bottles for no reason at all  I 
was just checking on you, that's the 
reason I 
called (How you doing, baby?)  I 
keep shit lit, that's it, look at my wrist, that's him  Look at my bitch, God damn, bitch got ass like sheesh  I'm that nigga still, shout out my bitch, she real  AP watches still, bitch, I'm healthy still   Shout out my watch, it's real, shout out my bitch, she real  Shout out my hood, they real, shout out my label, it's real  Shout out my watch, it's real, shout out my bitch, she real  Shout out my niggas, they real, shout out my Phantom grill  East side on mine just like every time, lowriders outside  Got foreigns in a 
line because I 
can't decide  Which one I'm tryna drive, I'm, like, too fucking high  But, yeah, I'm still gon' slide, might take that sixty-five