Out Here

By Smoke DZA

On K.O.N.Y.

Released on October 2, 2012

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[Intro: Smoke DZA]

18rd on the tune up

Who else wanna check it


[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]

Riiight... Kushed God none other

I been a cold muhfucka, word to mother

I’m ill, nigga, that nice one

90’s slang, tell niggas my shit is butta

Uh...I talk that bud shit better

Don’t get it fucked up, nigga's still gutta

My set is ill, test my skills

Nigga, don’t write a check that yo ass can’t cover

Uh, 80 deep in this bitch tho

My little homies get it poppin wit the big bro

Nigga front, nigga quick to let this shit go

Comin thru unannounced, see brother man from the fifth flo'

Uh…we mobbin

We ain’t wit no long line shit, we all in

I ain’t got time for promoter games

Check the guest list, it should say “Harlem”

We lo’d out, we smoked out

We all came wit paper

These niggas pay the admission

We go to parties and they pay us

Right… shit too wild

They can buy bottles, but they can’t buy style

Got more flow than the whole new crowd

Fuck who got next, nigga we got now


[Chorus: A$AP Twelvyy]

80 deep in this bitch tho

And my Billy love got the beast in his trench coat

And I got the D in ya bitch throat

Harlem World boy, it’s a real nigga expo

All my real niggas like "Let's go”

Slide thru ya city like a Metro, let's go

All my real niggas like "Let's go”

Slide thru ya city like a Metro, let's go

80 deep in this bitch tho

And my Billy love got the beast in his trench coat

And I got the D in ya bitch throat

Harlem World boy, it’s a real nigga expo

All my real niggas like "Let's go”

Slide thru ya city like a Metro, let's Go

All my real niggas like "Let's go”

Slide thru ya city like a Metro, let's Go


[Verse 2: Vado]

Rugby Segal, my money is nothing legal

You front and I come and see you, zip hoodie covered in eagle

Duckin them people, for pushin what come in needles

I’m pullin up in the regal, get popped like one of The Beatles

2k a table, I need 5

It’s me, LA, MK and GY

Dee1 might come thru wit 3 slimes

So you already know that he comin' wit 3 nines

I’m always good, I be fine

Can get you pushed back like ya seat done reclined

I’m tryina relax, I need wine

Smoke a little weed wit this broad, then DB9 (Vroom)

Them G’s out

We Button up them shirt and fatigue’d out

Chuck T’s, high socks to the knees bout

It’s Rugby non-stop till I’m cleaned out

Cos we climbin, we grindin

There’s no weight? Then, work them dimes then

You shinin, I’m like Hyman

Roth all set in perfect diamonds

My watch is worth your signing

I call that perfect timing

I’m in the trap two straps in the linen

Get dough, lay low, can’t find him


[Chorus: A$AP Twelvyy]

80 deep in this bitch tho

And my Billy love got the beast in his trench coat

And I got the D in ya bitch throat

Harlem World boy, it’s a real nigga expo

All my real niggas like "Let's go”

Slide thru ya city like a Metro, let's go

All my real niggas like "Let's go”

Slide thru ya city like a Metro, let's go

80 deep in this bitch tho

And my Billy love got the beast in his trench coat

And I got the D in ya bitch throat

Harlem World boy, it’s a real nigga expo

All my real niggas like "Let's go”

Slide thru ya city like a Metro, let's go