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Out On Bond Video (MV)




Performed By: Stickbaby205
Language: English
Length: 3:14
Written by: Montrell Sawyer




Stickbaby205 - Out On Bond Lyrics
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You know a young shiner lit, boy they then let me out on bond
I then clutched so many Glocks, don't even know my favorite one
19, 23, 26, even had 21
Big savage like 21, yes I'm my momma oldest son
I'm my momma oldest boy
Who is you ?, I don't know you boy
Who pussy ?, come show me boy
Up so quick, be then froze the boy
Had to shake that county jail
Back to it, I got pounds to sell
Bullets free, got rounds for sell
Marching band drums, they loud as hell
50 round and standard mag, keep both I like my clips full
Freak bitch, foam on the dick, lock jaws and shake a pitbull
Slide her tongue down the side, and go to the balls, my kids she catch a lip full
My name niggas keep lip full, young nigga I got big pull
I got big bank, won't eat it if her shit stank
Big fin in that water, I couldn't fit inside no fish tank
The way I drop these bars and hooks, I have these folks amazed
In Bama catching plays, get off that jam like Marquis Maze
They trynna make me plea a case, no cop out I'ma beat the case
Not saying it's a piece of cake, but watch me pull a easy bake
D.A trynna slay me & portray me, they know damn well
I'ma get up off the sack every-time, Johnny Manziel
I'm just trynna dodge the streets, dip my toe in sand lodge the beach
No masseuse massage the beat, then make yo hoe massage the sheets
Srt gone dodge and screech, saved by the bell I dodged like Screech
Earned it on the weekday, like The Weekend, ain't no robbing me
He gone do what to who?, he gone do what to me?
Everyday I wake up tell myself, they ain't gone f*ck with me
Them boys ain't gone play with me, this .300 it stay with me
Good neighbor insurance, like State Farm, I keep my Jake with me
2,feet, 10 toes, big pole, that's how I stood man
All my brothers keepers, like Allstate them boys in good hands
Never fell out bout a hoe, why would we fall out bout a bitch?
They gone light you up bout me, they down to ride won't never switch
Double cup my medicine, gotta make sure I'm leaning right
Don't f*ck up my medicine, please don't pour up my lean in Sprite
I don't drink no soda, I drink mines up out a lemonade
No Sun Fresh only Minute Maid, Moneybagg this bitch hitting today
I was in that county josing bad, I had to shake the joint
I miss the big booty bitches, can't wait to hit the shaking joint
It's a thin line between rich and risk, you gotta take you one
Free the guys who got locked bond and thank God I could make me one
You know a young shiner lit, boy they then let me out on bond
I then clutched so many Glocks, don't even know my favorite one
19, 23, 26, even had 21
Big savage like 21, yes I'm my momma oldest son
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You know a young shiner lit, boy they then let me out on bond
I then clutched so many Glocks, don't even know my favorite one
19, 23, 26, even had 21
Big savage like 21, yes I'm my momma oldest son
I'm my momma oldest boy
Who is you ?, I don't know you boy
Who pussy ?, come show me boy
Up so quick, be then froze the boy
Had to shake that county jail
Back to it, I got pounds to sell
Bullets free, got rounds for sell
Marching band drums, they loud as hell
50 round and standard mag, keep both I like my clips full
Freak bitch, foam on the dick, lock jaws and shake a pitbull
Slide her tongue down the side, and go to the balls, my kids she catch a lip full
My name niggas keep lip full, young nigga I got big pull
I got big bank, won't eat it if her shit stank
Big fin in that water, I couldn't fit inside no fish tank
The way I drop these bars and hooks, I have these folks amazed
In Bama catching plays, get off that jam like Marquis Maze
They trynna make me plea a case, no cop out I'ma beat the case
Not saying it's a piece of cake, but watch me pull a easy bake
D.A trynna slay me & portray me, they know damn well
I'ma get up off the sack every-time, Johnny Manziel
I'm just trynna dodge the streets, dip my toe in sand lodge the beach
No masseuse massage the beat, then make yo hoe massage the sheets
Srt gone dodge and screech, saved by the bell I dodged like Screech
Earned it on the weekday, like The Weekend, ain't no robbing me
He gone do what to who?, he gone do what to me?
Everyday I wake up tell myself, they ain't gone f*ck with me
Them boys ain't gone play with me, this .300 it stay with me
Good neighbor insurance, like State Farm, I keep my Jake with me
2,feet, 10 toes, big pole, that's how I stood man
All my brothers keepers, like Allstate them boys in good hands
Never fell out bout a hoe, why would we fall out bout a bitch?
They gone light you up bout me, they down to ride won't never switch
Double cup my medicine, gotta make sure I'm leaning right
Don't f*ck up my medicine, please don't pour up my lean in Sprite
I don't drink no soda, I drink mines up out a lemonade
No Sun Fresh only Minute Maid, Moneybagg this bitch hitting today
I was in that county josing bad, I had to shake the joint
I miss the big booty bitches, can't wait to hit the shaking joint
It's a thin line between rich and risk, you gotta take you one
Free the guys who got locked bond and thank God I could make me one
You know a young shiner lit, boy they then let me out on bond
I then clutched so many Glocks, don't even know my favorite one
19, 23, 26, even had 21
Big savage like 21, yes I'm my momma oldest son
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Writer: Montrell Sawyer
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