Out of Body (feat. Wale & Dot Cromwell)

Marco Polo, Bitch

This my last post

Cuz i'm done with yo ass

I'm done with yo lil black James Bond shit

You just doing that shit for the likes

Doing that shit for the gram

But guess what? you done my ****

Cuz we ain't never been on a vacation

But you was with that Bambi bitch

On these sites getting tags and shit

Passports stamping it up

Barbados, Botswana, Djibouti ****

Oh you think I don't know about that?

You know I went through your profile motherfucker

Like you know I was there, I told you

You know who the fuck I am?

You know what?

You know what?

You ain't shit

This ain't really for discussion

She got some hittas 'round the way

Could fuck around and press the button

And if you know her like

I do you know she always into something

But **** love it

The world is hers, she wanna hold it, she wanna hold it

She blow the smoke and hit the bottle

Oh, yeah, she living by the code

Making her money on the road

Cold road, she pick up any hours

No thing as too many hours

I swear she a goddess on the pole

Cold pole, she ride it like a Masi'

Mirrors in the ceiling got her looking at herself

It's outta body

It's no discussion

She know the shottas

Feel them chakras bouncing

In and out her body

It's no discussion

She make a living on the road

She done had a long day

A long day, long day

But she living for the feeling, ain't no wrong way

She done had a long day

A long day, long day

But I swear she always did it all her own way

She had a long day

She need a Long, Long Island and a long J

Sharper than them ****, but they gettin' more pay

And that bitch she worked with looked at her the wrong way

The wrong way, the wrong way

She want her own crib

'Cause her mama rented, now she wanna her own shit

Her own lane on some fuck-that-orange-cone shit

You know the saying, you a pimp or on some ho shit, ho shit, oh shit

Ya, ya, I bend her back and do yoga

She need me to give her Deepak Chopra

I got work right now I'm like so what?

But ol' boy, why you bringin' up old stuff

More than money, she just want some time (time)

A night with her and her and two bottles of wine (wine)

I think it's funy how ever single time (time)

I put my body in her body to give her that mothafuckin' out of body

It's outta body

It's no discussion

She know the shottas

Feel them chakras bouncing

In and out her body

It's no discussion

She make a living on the road

She done had a long day

A long day, long day

But she living for the feeling, ain't no wrong way

She done had a long day

A long day, long day

But I swear she always did it all her own way

Okay, she work too much

Won't you just take off for me?

She is worth too much

That's why she got her own money

She wanna visit with Doctor Miami

I wanna jack, couple shots in Miami

I'm with Jidenna so I got a suit

So when I dress up, women droppin' their panties

Pull up and drop out, I drop out, I pull up

I gotta invite her to the back, issa Grammy

Back on my bullshit, my bitch got a bitch

And I'm talking 'bout people on the side of her panties

She's worth too much

Do you have some time for me?

She is worth too much

So I ask her to go and buy for me

It's outta body

It's no discussion

She know the shottas

Feel them chakras bouncing

In and out her body

It's no discussion

She make a living on the road

She done had a long day

A long day, long day

But she living for the feeling, ain't no wrong way

She done had a long day

A long day, long day

But I swear she always did it all her own way