Out of Town YN Jay & Louie Ray

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
I'm tryna cook a bricky hot at one time, I need the biggest pot
Got all my niggas with me out of town, need a bigger spot
All my shit in stock, street smart, selling rocks
You can go invest a hundred racks and still might not get hot
I hope you're in niggas of your time, 'cause I stop the clock
I told lil bro he couldn't get none, before I drop the car
I'm bored of that point by the two, can tell I'd drop the line
He told me he ain't scared to do no time, doin' life for life

[Verse 2: YN Jay]
Bitch, I got chatter on me, like a bag of Ruffles
Seen somebody in a Gucci belt, but they ain't had a buckle
Nigga, punches don't hurt, 'cause he ain't got no knuckles
You've been having all bad games, you look like Russell
Move wrong, I'ma drop a hundred, they better not touch you
Fuck a bitch and then I kick her out, I do not cuddle
Tryna make sure this bitch hear me, I do not mumble

[Verse 3: Louie Ray]
Long as you do not do no flush as might not judge you
Got the outlet to gain you weed, might not plug you
If I skip you pouring up, might not drug you
When you the one that they depend on, who you run to?

[Verse 4: YN Jay]
Nigga shooting at your ass, get the gunny bra
I know a nigga with a mill', he wear bummy clothes
I got a bitch that crack jokes, I got funny hoes
You hit a lil' burger, shoot, you got a runny nose
I'd be starin' at the safe, watchin' my money grow
I'd be lookin' at the cash, like where the money go?
When you're down to your last, as your funny know