Chase Atlantic – Out The Roof Lyrics
Artist: Chase Atlantic
Song: Out The Roof
(Yeah)
Yeah, ayy (Ayy)
I just popped three in a row (Popped three in a row)
Gasoline-y what I smoke (What I smoke)
Gas on ‘E’, we slide the door (Slide the door)
Slide the door (Slide the door)
Please don’t try this sh#t at home (Shit at home, sh#t at home)
We send souls up to the sky (To the sky, to the sky)
When we don’t wanna talk it through (Talk it through, talk it through)
See us then we take your life (Take your life, take your life)
What the f#ck you gonna do? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got fifty rackies on me hangin’ out my pants
And I’m hangin’ out the roof, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I’ma put the burner on his #ss
Make him dance, Michael Jack, bust a move, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I’ma scorch every m#th*rf#ck*r in the game
‘Cause there’s nothing left to do, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Plus I got this vest on my body, so you know I’m feelin’ bulletproof
Yeah, we stay lit (We stay lit)
We f#ck b#tches, pop on pillies, that is it, yeah (We stay lit)
Holy moly, holy sh#t, yeah (Holy shit)
Me and all my people heaven sent, yeah, yup
She just got her t#tt#es tucked, mhm, yup, yup
Fillin’ up a double cup with mud, mm, mhm
Yeah, mix it up (Mix it up), save that money
If you don’t get on, you’re stuck
What the f#ck? Yeah
I’m at the top of game, yeah
Percies been killin’ my pain, yeah
I like to hide in my braids, sh#t
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 (b#tch)
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 #ss
Make him dance, Michael Jack, bust a move, yeah
I’ma scorch every m#th*rf#ck*r 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? (Yeah, yeah)
Why waste time when you get high when you can? (Yeah, yeah)
I’ma hit you again (Yeah, yeah), 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 (Do-do-do-do-do-do)
Plus I got this vest on me, m#th*rf#ck*r, b#tch, I’m feelin’ bulletproof
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
b#tch, I’m bulletproof
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Release Year: 2021