Video Outro de Aa Rashid 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Aa Rashid - Outro Lyrics

[Outro: Bro A.A. Rashid]
Hey, I’ve been talkin’ to you, man
I say, yo, yo, yo, listen; all this old gorilla shit you tryin’ to spin everybody with, man
Go ahead, man, with that old bullshit, man
Niggas don’t believe that shit
No how, leave the fuck outta here with that old cornball shit
Man, this shit is art, nigga
You understand? Don’t lose sight of your motherfucking, artistic contributions, nigga
And I can see it
That’s why y’all niggas, raps is wack
Niggas raps is mad wack
Niggas be sending me—haha—music
I be like this nigga shit is corny
Ehh
No art—niggas ain’t go no art in they shit
Then the nigga goes, then the nigga go-go
Send you pictures and shit
Hey, nigga send you pictures
Shit, nigga, I said
Man, what the fuck is this shit here this nigga got on, nigga?
You crazy motherfucker
With this old wild ass shit
You told me that you wouldn’t a nigga though
Listen to your shit, nigga
You, missed, the first three periods of school, nigga
You went right to lunch
You missed the first three, fucking classes
Art, theater, fashion, nigga
You a theatrical performer, stop frontin’
‘Cause it-it-it ain’t but, only a few of you motherfuckers
Really did what you say you do
Haha, you know what I’m talkin’ ‘bout?
‘Cause, eh, you know
Everybody is, tryin’ to keep it real
And I’m tryin’ to figure out what the fuck is real nowadays
With these niggas on some keepin’ it real shit
Shit, niggas keepin’ it real dirty
Box? niggas in they motherfucking music video
Step, runnin’ around, jumpin’ around and shit
Pointin’ their hands like they got
Hammers and shit, at the screen and shit
Yellin’ at me and shit
I’m like, man, what the fuck you want me to do?
You want my money?
What's this a stickup? or this is what?
Yeah, art
‘Cause it ain’t art, nigga, you look crazy as fuck
Niggas need to go back to them old budgets, nigga
When they, when they give niggas the, five hundred thousand
Of ‘em, a mil, two mil
Nigga, to make these type of music
Niggas runnin’ around
Promised that on me with all this ol' stupid shit
Flashin' belts, niggas then didn't know whips or nothin'
Talkin’ ’bout hey, look, look at me
I’m 'bout to run ‘em down, nigga
And all this ol'shit
They, hey, look, lil' bro
Art, fashion, nigga
Get your fucking weight up
You niggas need to go to school
You niggas might need to go to school
No bullshit
‘Cause your raps is wack
You ain’t got words
You niggas ain’t got no words!
I said, what the fuck rhymes with that?
That?
Niggas crazy
Hah, hahaha
Fashion
You better curate your art, nigga
You gotta tell these niggas why you do what you do
‘Cause, there ain’t nobody gonna be there that
Explain that shit
You need rhetoric
Who told you rhetoric was a bad word?
Niggas don’t read enough
Listen
Rhetoric means persuasive language
If you wanna sell music, don’t just be makin’ music
‘Cause you like to make music, nigga
Make music to sell music, nigga
And then we’ll see if you nice, nigga
If somebody’ll buy that stupid ass shit you talkin’ ‘bout
Miss me with that shit
Niggas plot-
Man, pass my-pass my reefer
Pass my reefer, man
Westside Gunn
With another one
Straight classic legend, classic legend
Classic art legend, legend
Beyond supreme, beyond all that shit
Next level
You already know what the fuck it is
Niggas is done
Westside Gunn
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