Show Out Lyrics – Garry With Two R’s

Show Out Lyrics by Garry With Two R’s

Verse one
I don’t do no broke hoes
That’s a no no
She hit me on my cash app

That’s a yea yea
I keep these b#tches spinning on they heels
Like some dadas
And teach them how to multiply and add

I’m a math class
But baby this isn’t calculus
Nothing complicated
Never was a fan of geometry

But your shape amazing
Too many differences
And you’ll get x’ed out the equation
But if your product is solid

Then i’ll get you a placement
My truth gonna be hard to swallow
And i ain’t got no chasers
I led the way and got us where we are

They can’t erase it
I check ph’s baby
I ain’t doing nothing basic
We bout to run this sh#t

Lace up your asics
Bridge
I’ma turn this to a kitchen
I’ma cook it whip it

I’ma get it cross the border
I’ma move it ship it
I’ma take it from a passion
Turn it to a business

I’ma show out in this b#tch
Til i run out of tickets
Chorus
I’ma show out in this b#tch

Til i run out of tickets
I’ma show out in this b#tch
Til i run out of tickets
I’ma show out in this b#tch

Til i run out of tickets
I’ma show out in this b#tch
Til i run out of
Verse two

I make mountains
Out mole hills for real
I could show you how to hustle
f#ck struggling to pay your bills

I been sky hawking smoking purp
Counting my till
And i’m ‘bout to catch a pop up
If i’m way out in left field

I stay plotting and planning baby
The pimping’s vicious
If she don’t like me
Then the b#tch suspicious

Look i ain’t talking phone numbers
Chick i want your digits
I’m going for the lump sum
Like my fist done hit it

I let you eat
Right when i get done with it
Enjoy my scraps
I bet you’ll have fun with it

If i go nuts
You’ll love how i come with it
And if i mention it
You know i meant it i’m winning

b#tch i go blind
I see no competition
Bridge
I’ma turn this to a kitchen

I’ma cook it whip it
I’ma get it cross the border
I’ma move it ship it
I’ma take it from a passion

Turn it to a business
I’ma show out in this b#tch
Til i run out of tickets
Chorus

I’ma show out in this b#tch
Til i run out of tickets
I’ma show out in this b#tch
Til i run out of tickets

I’ma show out in this b#tch
Til i run out of tickets
I’ma show out in this b#tch
Til i run out of

Verse three
I start it up
I got the keys like i’m khaled
I’m focused i got this green

All in my mix like a salad
I ain’t ask for your opinion
Ain’t no casting no ballots
A lot of n#gg#s getting rich

Ain’t got sh#t to do with talent
Seek and ye shall find
Baby i got nothing to hide
Plus i know all that’s done in dark

Will one day come to the light
You thought that you were safe in shade
But i came in here to shine
I took one look up at the sky

And i decided it’s mine
I’m at capacity
There ain’t no room for you to be extra
I need carmen electra

Mixed with hannibal lecter
I might cause a spectacle
And get ghost i’m a specter
Hit the crib

And get to mixing in my lab like i’m dexter
Bridge
I’ma turn this to a kitchen
I’ma cook it whip it

I’ma get it cross the border
I’ma move it ship it
I’ma take it from a passion
Turn it to a business

I’ma show out in this b#tch
Til i run out of tickets
Chorus
I’ma show out in this b#tch

Til i run out of tickets
I’ma show out in this b#tch
Til i run out of tickets
I’ma show out in this b#tch

Til i run out of tickets
I’ma show out in this b#tch
Til i run out of
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Garry With Two R’s Lyrics – Show Out

Garry With Two R’s

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