Outta Sight Outta Mind Ringtone – Gunna Ringtones Download
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Outta Sight Outta Mind Ringtone
LYRIC to the SONG
If you Outta Sight, you Outta Mind
You gotta stack, you gotta grind
I’m stating facts, these ni***s lying
You can’t relax and keep wasting time
I want them racks I gotta get mine
Stacking it up, I work with a stride
I went from a deuce, drop down to a nine
I sleep with the stars, I know Ima shine
Same prices for the rent, that’s the cost of the kicks
I’m stacking up racks, just to make a Hitlist
My ni*** El Chapo, he’ll chop off ya wrist
Pull up with them choppas, I know I won’t miss
Some ni***s get locked up, and turned to a snitch
But I kept it silent and hard as a brick
Winked at ya b****, she won’t even give me a kiss
Walked in that b**** diamonds dripping like piss
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Bought an AP, and took my wrist out of the pot
Pop a bottle of Ace, and pour that s*** out
Put some diamonds and chandlers all in the spot
How many racks does this young ni*** got?
I flew to Dubai, I didn’t go to DeVry
Hunnit racks to put the jet in the sky
Time is music, this the best you can buy
I’m dripping b****es, ni***s still think they still fly
I think I’m the flyest, I ain’t got no stylist
I’m geeked up off Molly, I’m f***ing off cyris
I flew with the choppa, I might catch a body
Cause I see these fake ni***s through the Cavalli’s
I got up on my level, say we and reunited
These ni***s quote poems, and they b****es like it
I did turn a hoe, when I got indcited
If I catch a case, then I gotta fight it
My ni*** called shawty, he ride with the shottie
We pull up in Rari’s, and these ni***s don’t like us
Smoke weed and sip lean and get money my vices
My friend name is Poison, and I know they shiesty
I pray to the lord and you know that I’m righteous
I need a reward, cause they say I’m the nicest
Got too many bros that gon’ roll out the dices
I stay out the way cause ni***s like mices
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If you Outta Sight, you Outta Mind
You gotta stack, you gotta grind
I’m stating facts, these ni***s lying
You can’t relax and keep wasting time
I want them racks I gotta get mine
Stacking it up, I work with a stride
I went from a deuce, drop down to a nine
I sleep with the stars, I know Ima shine
Same prices for the rent, that’s the cost of the kicks
I’m stacking up racks, just to make a Hitlist
My ni*** El Chapo, he’ll chop off ya wrist
Pull up with them choppas, I know I won’t miss
Some ni***s get locked up, and turned to a snitch
But I kept it silent and hard as a brick
Winked at ya b****, she won’t even give me a kiss
Walked in that b**** diamonds dripping like piss
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Put the d*** in her mouth, and its f*** what ya say
f*** the law, throw the police away
I blew a 50, cause I had a long day
When it come to money, I done came a long way
I f***ed the b****, but I can’t go on no dates
She sucked me loose, I put some nut on her face
Let her see the lot, she wanna f*** at my place
Steady bossin’, b**** I’m having my way
ni***s in the trap, but can’t get away
But I’ve been around the world, it feel like I’m touring
I life a life of slaughter like [?]
Mama said don’t stop, I gotta keep going
Got a house so big, the bed room got an alarm
The necklace cost so much it came with a charm
The diamonds dripping, like the rain when it storm
These ni***s say that they looking, well I’m finna’ show em
So many acres it look like a farm
23 Million like I’m Michael Jordan
2 or 3 b****es, they wanna come join
f*** all these b****es, I feel like a Don
I looked in the mirror, I know I’m the one
You ain’t gonna shoot, but you carry a gun
ni***s act tough, like I won’t bury your son
Had to stay down, stack them racks to the month
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If you Outta Sight, you Outta Mind
You gotta stack, you gotta grind
I’m stating facts, these ni***s lying
You can’t relax and keep wasting time
I want them racks I gotta get mine
Stacking it up, I work with a stride
I went from a deuce, drop down to a nine
I sleep with the stars, I know Ima shine
Same prices for the rent, that’s the cost of the kicks
I’m stacking up racks, just to make a Hitlist
My ni*** El Chapo, he’ll chop off ya wrist
Pull up with them choppas, I know I won’t miss
Some ni***s get locked up, and turned to a snitch
But I kept it silent and hard as a brick
Winked at ya b****, she won’t even give me a kiss
Walked in that b**** diamonds dripping like piss
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