Outta Sight Sounds - High Demand (feat. Kiing T & Free)

Ship em in, move it out
High demand
Ship em in, move it out
I got the plan

Ship em in, move it out
High demand
Ship em in, move it out
I got the plan

My phone jumping like beans
You fucking with a trap king
Get rich by any means, polo on me I'm to clean
Burning out a whole thing, hit the land I'm swerving
Real deal no curving, I never heard of folding
Rubber bands on my role, three in the half just for the chain
Couple pounds, I'm Hall of fame
High demand I spit flame
My phone jumping like beans
You fucking with a trap king
Get rich by any means, polo on me I'm to clean
Burning out a whole thing, hit the land I'm swerving
Real deal no curving, I never heard of folding
Rubber bands on my role, three in the half just for the chain
Couple pounds, I'm Hall of fame
High demand I spit flame, bllaayahh

Ship em in, move it out
High demand
Ship em in, move it out
I got the plan

Ship em in, move it out
High demand
Ship em in, move it out
I got the plan

Design a shirt sell it out we high demand
Record a verse and put it out I got the plan
See yo bitch lurking point her out im bout to slam
Pin dem legs to yo head baby, I'm bout cram
Send you packin on yo way nigga
Like uncle sam
Kiing T, hot as a motherfucker bitch im the man
Sounding off for the squad nigga
About the fam
Roots down it's hard to move nigga
About to plan
I am demand mistake me for a ship, swag got a limp won't allow me to simp
Crabs in a barrel, picking at a shrimp
Fuck hot, en fugeo past fucking lit
Dynamic duo cold in this bitch
Freeze you and leave you to yo demise
Bottom less pit
Mr ceo
Nasty fuckin T
Outta sight sounds
Nothing but heat

Written by:
Kiing T

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