Video Outta Pocket de Lil Dre6o 2025 Rap Lyrics

Lil Dre6o - Outta Pocket Lyrics

[Intro]
(Damn, Mako, what the fuck?)
Damn, slime
Tryna go up off a nigga
Tryna go up off a—
(Yo, Nate, this you?)
Say what?
Let's do it

[Chorus]
I'm tired of niggas stealin' flows, tryna go up off a nigga
If that's your partner, gotta go, drop him inside the casket with you
Come through your hood, won't take no picture, four deep in the splatt tryna smack somethin'
You got your phone, you on the drill, that shit police, these niggas backwards, uh
Stop it, that shit right there outta pocket
Broad day, you outside with no mask, I know you tryna catch you a body
My brother be tellin' me they ain't on nothin', like, twin, just tell me about it, what?
I'm keepin' shit on the low whenever we fuck, won't tell nobody
Young Crew OE

[Verse]
Shit gettin' for real
I'm finna go on tour, they know what time it is
Play with the gang, know I might send some shots right where your mama live
Thought shit was a game 'til he fucked 'round, couldn't come back (Say what?)
I think I'm goin' insane, naw, fuck that, I'm finna pop out with Raq (Let's do it)
Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it
Come through a nigga hood all by myself, no, I ain't scared of shit
Got a nigga mad, I'm in my bag, he can't get next to this
She gon' put the whole thing in her mouth, I love a nasty bitch
Hold on, I need me a ho like Sexyy Red with all that nasty shit
It's okay to pop out cute, but when we home, turn off that classy shit
Niggas get 'round hoes and turn to ho like, ayy, who mans is this?
I pop out with dog shit, get the hoes he ain't get a chance to hit
They praise, then backdoor, can't trust a soul, they on that slimy shit
I'll fuck 'round and pop my own family for tryna slime a jit
Dissin' on the 'Gram, but never spin, we don't acknowledge shit
.308 go through a nigga skull, he won't survive the hit
[Chorus]
I'm tired of niggas stealin' flows, tryna go up off a nigga
If that's your partner, gotta go, drop him inside the casket with you
Come through your hood, won't take no picture, four deep in the splatt tryna smack somethin'
You got your phone, you on the drill, that shit police, these niggas backwards, uh
Stop it, that shit right there outta pocket
Broad day, you outside with no mask, I know you tryna catch you a body
My brother be tellin' me they ain't on nothin', like, twin, just tell me about it, what?
I'm keepin' shit on the low whenever we fuck, won't tell nobody
Young Crew OE