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Outta Control
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Outta Control was released on July 17, 2026 by Slump Dotty as a part of the album FUN TIME
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Slump Dotty
Slump Dotty
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Biwott
Brandon Biwott
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Slump Dotty
Slump Dotty
Producer

Lyrics

Du bist gut genug
Ich weiß nicht, was die Welt dir sagt
Bleib einfach nur du (FX, turn that shit up)
Du bist gut genug
Walk up the block, tryna make something splatter
Her booty fat but I want something fatter
I got the G23, lil bro got the 19x, tryna cause a disaster
I'm on the 2s so I went for the gather, watch how the gun make a fat man faster
Oh, there's a crowd? Then, I'm making them scatter (Wait)
Watch how I dance, she threw it back on the dick, she didn't know it was the G in my pants
Know I'm a killer, she gave me a chance
And if she got the wetty, I follow her 'gram (Tap, tap)
Watch how I dance, I get to swinging my hands
Get out the way when I get in my stance
Word to bro, I get groovy when I got the TAN (Baow, baow, baow)
Don't like the money that labels is offering, so I decline every deal they propose
Don't need a thot bitch to get the drop, ****
We be outside really hunting for lo's
Like, you better duck when I pop out the cut
I'ma get to the paint, then I dunk like D Rose
And it's still free the bros, **** don't even know
He was bangin' his gun even while on parole
Took a sip, now I'm outta control
Tryna find me a baddie to pin on the wall
We out to they block in the V to patrol
I was bangin' the key 'til I had to reload
If she the mish', I ain't fuckin' at all
**** keep callin' me while I'm outside havin' fun so you know that I'm banning that call (A'ight, bet)
Watch how I dance, she threw it back on the dick, she didn't know it was the G in my pants
Know I'm a killer, she gave me a chance
And if she got the wetty, I follow her 'gram (Word to my deads)
Watch how I dance, I get to swinging my hands
Get out the way when I get in my stance
Word to bro, I get groovy when I got the TAN
Peep, on every side, I was cautious
Creep-creep, I'm tryna off him
G2 hot, bullets scorchin'
We was out bendin' from late to the morning
We let out shells, any block, we was pouring
L-Like the Knicks, we was outside scoring
She wanna fuck but we cannot record it
Mad **** doing my dick, I ignore it (Word to my deads)
Walk up the block, tryna make something splatter
Her booty fat but I want something fatter
I got the G23, lil bro got the 19x, tryna cause a disaster
I'm on the 2s so I went for the gather, watch how the gun make a fat man faster
Oh, there's a crowd? Then, I'm making them scatter
Baow-baow, baow-baow
Watch how I dance, watch how I dance
I got the G in my pants, and I bet I'ma fuck if she give me a chance (Tapping it)
Watch how I dance (Uh, watch how I dance, oh my God)
Watch how I dance, word to bro, I get groovy when I got the TAN
Baow, baow, baow
(Know I get groovy when I got the fuckin' TAN, baow-baow, ****)
(My son Jdot with me, son, what's the word)
(Swee, glaow, bang)
Written by: Brandon Biwott
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