Tyga and Kirko Bangz - Out This Bitch

She say I'm trynna make this work
You're doin' it again
Fuck this shit, I'm out this bitch
Say I'm out this bitch (I'm out this bitch)
Say I'm out this bitch (I'm out this bitch)
Say I'm out this bitch (I'm out this bitch)
She tell me
"you could have that bitch, you ain't
Bout shit, fuck this shit
I'm out this bitch"
She like "fuck that shit"
She got me like "fuck that bitch!"
Say I'm out this bitch

Same old nigga, make a stack in a day
She the same since high school
Back in the day cute face
Thick thighs with the lil' bitty waist
Since she just finished school
Now she work in the back
Now I'm all in the bank, all in the bank
Probably with some niggas that
Be robbin' the bank
Robbin' the bank, now it's all in the paper
And she told me all about said
"I wanna see you later" but I'm in too deep
She said she had a nigga but the nigga weak
Said I had a bitch but she
Told me she too mean
Man I really wanna see you
Call me when the nigga leave
You know I'll be right back over
Spend a night over
Mixin' in ya cup, she don't like being sober
In love with her man
So she said it's gettin' late
Can't stay, Now we right back arguing

She say I'm trynna make this work
You're doin' it again
Fuck this shit, I'm out this bitch
Say I'm out this bitch (I'm out this bitch)
Say I'm out this bitch (I'm out this bitch)
Say I'm out this bitch (I'm out this bitch)
She tell me
"you could have that bitch, you ain't
Bout shit, fuck this shit
I'm out this bitch"
She like "fuck that shit"
She got me like "fuck that bitch!"
Say I'm out this bitch

Now I'm right back in the same position
With the same bitch that I
Said I was quittin'
A minute ago, my control over these hoes
Dealing with emotions I don't wanna show
It's like one or two flaws
Don't wanna be involved with her at all
Tired of waiting, I'm gettin' impatient
Cheating lately with her best friend
And the head game crazy
Single now, livin' life, wildin' on the daily
Ain't got time for no sorry
I just bought a Ferrari cost me 280
Now these bitches wanna call me
By my real name baby, ain't got time for
Now motherfuckin' questions
To my exes, hope you learned your lesson
While you out stressin'
I'm somewhere out sexin'
On to the next one, onto the next thing
No you ain't trippin (No you ain't trippin')
All on the TV, now she tryna text me

She say I'm trynna make this work
You're doin' it again
Fuck this shit, I'm out this bitch
Say I'm out this bitch (I'm out this bitch)
Say I'm out this bitch (I'm out this bitch)
Say I'm out this bitch (I'm out this bitch)
She tell me
"you could have that bitch, you ain't
Bout shit, fuck this shit
I'm out this bitch"
She like "fuck that shit"
She got me like "fuck that bitch!"
Say I'm out this bitch
Say I'm out this bitch
Say I'm out this bitch we-we-well done

Written by:
KIRK JEREL RANDLE, MICHAEL STEVENSON, NATHAN PEREZ

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