Said a hundred on the dash or I'm running for the cash
Hundred on the dash, or I'm running for the cash
I was stunting with a pack with some coming for my back
If you huddling with rats, they come hunting for your ass
3's up for the rap, know we comin' outta Mass
Hundred on the dash, or I'm running for the cash
I was stunting with a pack with some coming for my back
If you huddling with rats, they come hunting for your ass
3's up for the rap, know we comin' outta Mass
I said we banging on a drum like the Energizer bunny
If we running up the check, it's like we energize the money
Days I skipped class cause attendance sounded funny
I just rather rip grass and make some sense amount to money
Shit, they found me in the gully, one eye, one mic
Like they surrounded me with Sully, yeah
And I be up all night, just like them vampires
They tryna get the upper hand, but our plan's high
R.I.P. to DMX, it's looking rough, we been some damn riders
When it comes to rap I'm hot-headed and my man's fire
Shit, if it's going down, I'm a land slider
But, to get the bigger picture, you just gotta turn the camera on
Know I'm going harder with this shit, now that standards off
Do it for the grain, not the cane or a gram of salt
Jump in with a jackknife or come in with a cannonball
Talk about my past life, some shit I just can't involve
Really gotta hustle when your hands are odd
When you always on a come up, you can't fear a fall
Everywhere's reflections like there's mirrored walls
When the vision blurry, gotta bear the fog
And if it was the end of the world, shit
I wouldn't care at all, shout out to my lost ones
I ain't really pop guns, every day's a gamble
Thinking what it's gonna cost son
Used to be lazy now I gotta get a lot done
Every other song, I be thinking that I got one
Yeah, I learned some people turn snake, learned to speak in tongues
I don't wanna be a player when the speaker's pun
I be grinning for what's grim till the reaper comes
And they all speechless
One
Hundred on the dash, or I'm running for the cash
I was stunting with a pack with some coming for my back
If you huddling with rats, they come hunting for your ass
3's up for the rap, know we comin' outta Mass
Hundred on the dash, or I'm running for the cash
I was stunting with a pack with some coming for my back
If you huddling with rats, they come hunting for your ass
3's up for the rap, know we comin' outta Mass
Straight Outta Mass Video (MV)
Performed By: Brvndo & Compacity
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: Brandon Ferreira, Michael Dominguez
Brvndo & Compacity - Straight Outta Mass Lyrics
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Said a hundred on the dash or I'm running for the cash
Hundred on the dash, or I'm running for the cash
I was stunting with a pack with some coming for my back
If you huddling with rats, they come hunting for your ass
3's up for the rap, know we comin' outta Mass
Hundred on the dash, or I'm running for the cash
I was stunting with a pack with some coming for my back
If you huddling with rats, they come hunting for your ass
3's up for the rap, know we comin' outta Mass
I said we banging on a drum like the Energizer bunny
If we running up the check, it's like we energize the money
Days I skipped class cause attendance sounded funny
I just rather rip grass and make some sense amount to money
Shit, they found me in the gully, one eye, one mic
Like they surrounded me with Sully, yeah
And I be up all night, just like them vampires
They tryna get the upper hand, but our plan's high
R.I.P. to DMX, it's looking rough, we been some damn riders
When it comes to rap I'm hot-headed and my man's fire
Shit, if it's going down, I'm a land slider
But, to get the bigger picture, you just gotta turn the camera on
Know I'm going harder with this shit, now that standards off
Do it for the grain, not the cane or a gram of salt
Jump in with a jackknife or come in with a cannonball
Talk about my past life, some shit I just can't involve
Really gotta hustle when your hands are odd
When you always on a come up, you can't fear a fall
Everywhere's reflections like there's mirrored walls
When the vision blurry, gotta bear the fog
And if it was the end of the world, shit
I wouldn't care at all, shout out to my lost ones
I ain't really pop guns, every day's a gamble
Thinking what it's gonna cost son
Used to be lazy now I gotta get a lot done
Every other song, I be thinking that I got one
Yeah, I learned some people turn snake, learned to speak in tongues
I don't wanna be a player when the speaker's pun
I be grinning for what's grim till the reaper comes
And they all speechless
One
Hundred on the dash, or I'm running for the cash
I was stunting with a pack with some coming for my back
If you huddling with rats, they come hunting for your ass
3's up for the rap, know we comin' outta Mass
Hundred on the dash, or I'm running for the cash
I was stunting with a pack with some coming for my back
If you huddling with rats, they come hunting for your ass
3's up for the rap, know we comin' outta Mass
Hundred on the dash, or I'm running for the cash
I was stunting with a pack with some coming for my back
If you huddling with rats, they come hunting for your ass
3's up for the rap, know we comin' outta Mass
Hundred on the dash, or I'm running for the cash
I was stunting with a pack with some coming for my back
If you huddling with rats, they come hunting for your ass
3's up for the rap, know we comin' outta Mass
I said we banging on a drum like the Energizer bunny
If we running up the check, it's like we energize the money
Days I skipped class cause attendance sounded funny
I just rather rip grass and make some sense amount to money
Shit, they found me in the gully, one eye, one mic
Like they surrounded me with Sully, yeah
And I be up all night, just like them vampires
They tryna get the upper hand, but our plan's high
R.I.P. to DMX, it's looking rough, we been some damn riders
When it comes to rap I'm hot-headed and my man's fire
Shit, if it's going down, I'm a land slider
But, to get the bigger picture, you just gotta turn the camera on
Know I'm going harder with this shit, now that standards off
Do it for the grain, not the cane or a gram of salt
Jump in with a jackknife or come in with a cannonball
Talk about my past life, some shit I just can't involve
Really gotta hustle when your hands are odd
When you always on a come up, you can't fear a fall
Everywhere's reflections like there's mirrored walls
When the vision blurry, gotta bear the fog
And if it was the end of the world, shit
I wouldn't care at all, shout out to my lost ones
I ain't really pop guns, every day's a gamble
Thinking what it's gonna cost son
Used to be lazy now I gotta get a lot done
Every other song, I be thinking that I got one
Yeah, I learned some people turn snake, learned to speak in tongues
I don't wanna be a player when the speaker's pun
I be grinning for what's grim till the reaper comes
And they all speechless
One
Hundred on the dash, or I'm running for the cash
I was stunting with a pack with some coming for my back
If you huddling with rats, they come hunting for your ass
3's up for the rap, know we comin' outta Mass
Hundred on the dash, or I'm running for the cash
I was stunting with a pack with some coming for my back
If you huddling with rats, they come hunting for your ass
3's up for the rap, know we comin' outta Mass
Writer: Brandon Ferreira, Michael Dominguez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid