Made It Out
Retch

RETCH


Made It Out Lyrics (feat. Tsu Surf)

[Intro: RetcH]
Yo, yo, uh
Turn my shit, let motherf*ckers hear me
Yo, uh, huh

[Chorus: RetcH]
Guess it's safe to say we kinda made it out
Never know, now should it, making sales right by the house
Wash Heights, I met with papi, gave me grams in large amounts
Niggas whacking shit in public, then they vanish to the south
Custies came from talking reckless, we put hands all in they mouth
When the kids was watching cartoons, we had hammers in the couch
Always kept a plug, watch you niggas scramble in the drought
Shoutout to the drugs, kept me out the jam without a doubt, yo

[Verse 1: RetcH]
I clutch the swammy that was stocky and some beef and broccoli
And smoke a choppy with a mami on my way to papi
You niggas hear me, I don't think you copy
Yola whipping 'til my wrist is awky, tryna get my wrist on rocky
Crack money up in Aviani
We catch a body, we gon' do it properly
We get it popping like we doing hockey
Killed the spirits down in Abu Dhabi
Freak thotty on my body, tryna give me sloppy
I had some fallouts with some people that done said they got me
I got a pistol in the bed when I lay beside me
When I heard JO told then it really shocked me
You had a problem when you see me, then you should've shot me
Growing up, I was troubled, preacher couldn't got me
Asked me who my role models, I said Meech and Gotti
I had on Gucci when they see me jumping out the Mazi
Fell back on Gucci, keep it G, I'm rapping through Givenchy
I used to hustle out the building, heron made a killing
Selling work, busting cards, and I'm with the drilling
First nigga that I shot at was in the day of light
Had him shook to death, running for his f*cking life
Cards is [?] that the reggie used to never swipe
I was 18 on my Huffy, tryna juggle white
I used to f*ck most my bitches at a fiend's house
Now I f*ck bitches, swear to God, these niggas dream 'bout
I done really did shit, I gotta keep it with me
Most of my jeans from Amiri, I like how they fit me
When Obama came in office, I was selling 50s
I wasn't showing up to court, they had to come and get me
Bitch niggas turned state, they really tried to play me
Took it to trial and really won, I swear that shit amaze me
All thanks to the most high
Saint Laurent on me, cool and shaded from the boat side
Got your bitch with me, haha
Pack burner while she sit pretty f*cking bounce, tell her get with me, nigga, ha

[Chorus: RetcH]
Guess it's safe to say you kinda made it out
Never know, now should it, making sales right by the house
Wash Heights, I'm out of pocket, getting grams in large amounts
Niggas whacking shit in public, then they vanish to the south
'Cause he came from talking reckless, we throw hands all in his mouth
When the kids was watching cartoons, we had hammers in the couch
Always kept a plug, watch you niggas scramble in the drought
Shoutout to the drugs, kept me out the jam without a doubt, yo

[Verse 2: Tsu Surf]
RetcH, what's up, cuz? Uh, yo
Paranoid, man, I gotta stay strapped 'cause the opps out
Me and 3 lil homies, I roll the mask on
It's a motherf*cking purge when we pop out
Glocks out, got cooked out back, got stamped
Shoot the neighbourhood, do through damage
It was me, Shortstop, Big Samson
Last night was a movie, she Spanish
Turned grandma crib to a trap spot
MAC fold a nigga up, he a laptop
Sold everything I had, boy, back block
Connect don't send keys, now he send padlocks
That's extra, told me throw that ass up, Bowflexer
Like me to spit into her mouth when I sex her
It's a 30 shot, double clip, heckler
Two times for the niggas ain't coming back
Go slide, they ain't out here, we coming back
It was something, he don't really want none of that
They be talking, they don't really want none of that
Shit be all about patience, pull up, bang bang out the roof
If it's beef then this beef tryna leave shit vacant
Crib full of Ps, to the members sign
Put the flip money downstairs in the basement
Foreign thing, darkskin, thick as hell
Had to guess, I don't know, think the bitch Haitian
Still tryna f*ck a nigga even though I told her her times
Mad bitch, a nigga taken

[Chorus: RetcH]
Guess it's safe to say you kinda made it out
Never know, now should it, making sales right by the house
Wash Heights, I'm out of pocket, getting grams in large amounts
Niggas whacking shit in public, then they vanish to the south
'Cause he came from talking reckless, we throw hands all in his mouth
When the kids was watching cartoons, we had hammers in the couch
Always kept a plug, watch you niggas scramble in the drought
Shoutout to the drugs, kept me out the jam without a doubt, yo

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Songwriter(s): Tsu Surf, RetcH
Record Label(s): 2019 FASTMONEY
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