Outro (ft. Waka Flocka Flame)

Outro
We got some real Mexicans in this motherfuc***
You niggas from Flexican
Jugg King ni***
Diamonds on me real
Niggas talk that shit, they know we drill
They know niggas 'round me kill
They know niggas 'round me steal
They know niggas 'round me rich
They know niggas 'round me traffic
They know niggas 'round me 'bout that action, boy what's happenin'
I'm a Clayton County ni*** 'til the day that I die
We keep Dracos, we keep thirties, young ni*** watch your back
All my shooters know they bool 'cause they big dog got a sack
We don't argue over bitches, we just f*** and kick 'em out

Ain't no rapper sold more pounds than me in Zone 6 ever
Free my ni*** Tiny, he used to keep the dopes out like a feather
I'm a real road runner, drive the pack in any weather
Yeah I want that thirty from you, buy a ten the price get better
I jugg a hundred racks a day ni***, real talk
I ain't talkin' 'bout rap money, I'm talkin' 'bout off the fork
They like how he get to Colombia without a passport?
Plug pull up with them bricks and I ain't ask for it
I know the real Mexicans, you niggas from Flexican
My dope come in three colors, brown, white, or tan
Free my lil brother, his case cost me hella bands
My praying hands chain, I bought that shit off Instagram
Ain't no rapper sold more pounds than me in Zone 6 ever
Free my ni*** Tiny, he used to keep the dopes out like a feather
I'm a real road runner, drive the pack in any weather
Yeah I want that thirty from you, buy a ten the price get better

Yeah, Black Migo Gang ni***
Real motherfuckin' jugg king
I know some real Mexicans, like I said you niggas some Flexicans
Free K Blacka, the whole cowboy gang ni***
Black Migo Gang, Freebandz, run shit
Yeah, jugg, jugg, jugg king, yeah
Young Scooter, street