YSN Karvin - Out of Bounds (feat. Fukuhd0l0) Lyrics

One thing I told you, bruh, you know I keep my heat on me Better cut the AC on, put a stern in first degree
I can't tell you about them boys, all they wanna do is type They ain't never grew up in this bitch, got tired of fightin
Call the dog, don't swerve to left cause I'ma hit you with my right I might peek around the corner, call it easy where I put the sticks to work
I don't mess around the zone, like we ain't too much flirting If I don't do chicks, put them to work

Telegram, I got a method First made money by the selling knowledge, I redrive the records
One thing I told you, bruh, you know I keep my heat on me Better cut the AC on, put a stern in first degree
I can't tell you about them boys, all they wanna do is type They ain't never grew up in this bitch, got tired of fightin
Yeah, I hit him with a left, then I hit him with a right Yeah, he might not make it tonight

Cause Dolo get em right, and it's gon' be a scary sight
Yeah, we hot as hell down, turn our smile into a frown Me and KJ get him down, yeah, we run your little town
Yeah, these diamonds drop, look, I'm just tryna make some space
I'm just tryna make some space

Yeah, I'm Dolo, I don't play, I'ma hit you in the space
Man, I ain't gon' hit you with a stick, I'm just gon' hit you with these fists
Man, I swear this ain't no diss, like you just adding up on my list
I said, why you at up on my lists? All these people wanna smile in front, but I can't make a diss

I can't make a diss, I'm just goin' by the bounds, why they tryna talk me down
Like I ain't gon' blow up
One thing I told you, bruh, you know I keep my heat on me
Better cut the AC on before this turn into first degree

I can't chat about them boys, all they wanna do is fight
They ain't never grew up in the streets, cause I'm taught to fight