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OUTRAGEOUS
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Utwór OUTRAGEOUS został wydany 22 listopada 2025 przez Create Reality Records jako część albumu WOLVES DONT MOSH
22 listopada 2025
WytwórniaCreate Reality Records
JęzykEnglish
BPM74
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia

Teledysk

Teledysk

Tekst Utworu

I say when to go, I live by the coast
My wrist is flooded, I need a boat
I do the ughh, I do the , I do the most
Load up, roll up the loud, watch as I float
These ns, these ns, these n****s jokes
Walk up in the bitch and I start to get outrageous
Yeah, I'm big lit, bitch, nah you can't cage this
Catch me in the back smokin' weed where the sage is
Intuition been lit, bitch, you can't play this
I'm poppin' a beam and sayin' a prayer
F**k do you mean? I am the slayer
Yeah, yeah, I'm up elevator, ooh
Blow loud detonator, mmhm
Give f**ks 'bout a hater, mmhm
And commentators this common nature
Best hide yo bish before I come take her
I'm out on the West and I ball like a Laker
N****s be fakers and phonies and frauds
Keep it 100, it's not a facade
Left or the right, you gotta decide
Hands on with the beef like it was a massage
Tell 'em see clear, it's not a mirage
Whippin' foreign, had to get outta Dodge
Goin' long like Ocho Cinco
Come baby, tell me whatchu into
Walk up in the bitch and I start to get outrageous
Yeah, I'm big lit, bitch, nah you can't cage this
Catch me in the back smokin' weed where the sage is
Intuition been Lit, bitch, you can't play this
I'm poppin' a beam and sayin' a prayer
F**k do you mean, I am the slayer
Yeah, yeah, I been a boss, you just a hater
Yeah, yeah, I'd rather get paper than talk to these n*****s
I'd rather get high than f**k with these bitches
These ns worried 'bout gettin' in britches
Me, I'm tryna go get me some riches
Get my fam outta trenches, aye
Do what I can 'til I get it done
Felt like the man since I was one
Now I demand all that I want
Smokin' the gas, it come by the pump
Shout out the land, that's where I'm from
Whenever I land, it's known to get dumb
And right in my hand, I need me my sum
Bitch, walk up in the bitch and I'm smellin' like some liquor
One to my head, one to my liver
'Boutta roll up, bitch, I don't want ya Swisher
Like my raps just like my leaves bitch, that's kicker
Written by: AIDAN JARMUS, Charles Wright
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