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Out On Bond Again Lyrics


Babytron Out On Bond Again

[Intro]
Yeah (I'm out—, Enrgy made this one)
Huh, yeah (I'm out on bond again)
They caught me— alright, again (I'm out on bond again)

[Verse]
They caught me down in ATL with a controlled substance (Shit)
Them holdin' cells below freezin', had my nose runnin'
Pop a screw out the wall, I'm tryna poke somethin'
All that bein' sober shit dead, I had to blow somethin' (Yeah)
I had to pour somethin' (Whew)
Ain't even wait for the weed man, it's been four days, I had to roach blunt it
The whole pile was tryna hold somethin'
Down set Hutch, peep the bus whistle, you know I'm the coach fuzzin' (Yeah)
Fulton County, I say, "Fuck 'em, APDK"
Gang never seen me play, something like AD's teammates (I swear)
First day out, had your ho make me cheesecake (I swear)
First day out, you know I went and ate me three steaks (I ain't lyin')
First day out, I did 180 on the freeway (On the Bible)
First day out, I had to go throw on my Pooh Shiesty (No hat)
First day out, I had my bitch and yo' boo bite me
First day out, I had to tech up and do Nike
I'm out on bond again, I'm out on bond again
Far from my last season, naw, it's not LeBron and them (Nope)
The cop pulled me over 'cause I had Wakanda tint (Man)
My bunkee damn near OD'd off suboxone strips (Fuck)
If you ain't swapped the VIN, I ain't hoppin' in (Skrrt-skrrt)
I'm out on bond again, I'm out on bond again
Back to back black trucks, the same ones that Donald in
Finna do a dollar plus down metropolitan (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
That prezi' on your wrist fake, I heard it politics
I'm out on bond again, I'm out on bond again
You will blow a tail to your knuckles, is you Sonic, bitch?
Tell a bitch step back, Stojaković
Pull up rockin' Rick (Ricky) on that gothic tip (Yeah)
I shot a ten to my lawyer, not in hoop shorts (Hoop)
It had me smilin' ear to ear on that Zoom court (Yeah)
I go millions Distro, not no TuneCore
I drive the 'cat through Lennox (Shit)
Shit, I drive the TRX through Lennox, doin' donuts in the food court (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
They gon' do it if I blow the whistle, I ain't Too $hort
Life ain't never hit me where I had to smoke a Newport (Oh, you stressin'?)
They talkin' 'bout the song was too short

[Outro]
Huh, ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, long live $cam
I'm out on bond again, I'm out on bond again
I'm out on— uh, shit, nyah
T-double-H-L shit
You hip skip? You know the script, WipeYaAssBoyz
Clear That Tab clan, I'm out on bond again
Nyah
Free unky, free TT, free Donny, free Ghost, yeah


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