RUSSELL!
Barely Go Out (Remix)
[Intro]
Milo Camilo
Yeah yeah ay ay whoa

[Hook]
Hand on my crotch
I'm counting it up
I'm up in the stu
I'm whipping it up
Whippin' it up, cooking it up, I'm whippin' it up
I whip it up, then I, then I, then I
Put it on the cloud
I barely go out, barely go out, barely go out
Why you always partying dawg? (x2)
I barely go out, working on my sound

[Verse 1: CAMILO]
I'm on my way
Young God I must say
On road with Mussa
King Mussa that's Jake
In the stu making plays
In the stu making plays
Once I drop new shit
They drown in my waves
Flame on my back
Truth be told might move back
Yeah, 403 cool, but b town where it's at
Ay
Grinding, that's all me
Must dip outta mommys
Back then was lame
Now srirach way too saucy
Flow tight like the budget
I'm still styling they love it
I know my time is coming
But I ain't tryna rush it, oh na
Pour it up, throw it in
Mix it up, double cup it
My money bag in progressm
Out here tryna stuff it aw yeah
[Hook]
Hand on my crotch
I'm counting it up
I'm up in the stu
I'm whipping it up
Whippin' it up, cooking it up, I'm whippin' it up
I whip it up, then I, then I, then I
Put it on the cloud
I barely go out, barely go out, barely go out
Why you always partying dawg? (x2)
I barely go out, working on my sound

[Verse 2: RUSSELL]
Yeah, Yeah
Get the fuck out my face
I just want love around my way
I just said "fuck Gucci belts"
Got a shoelace around my waist
I keep three things on deck
Play my shit loud
Everybody wants some new shit
Wait til the album come out, yeah
They love the boy like i'm Bieber, aye
Your bitch ride me round in two-seaters aye
I'm getting head up and wheezing, aye
I make em shiver like fevers, aye
True say with a new wave
Got hoes when I uses to play Runescape
And I really want a rolley with a huge face
Leave a fuck boy hanging like Hussein, Hussein
Fuck is they talking about?
They don't put me on blogs, but I know it's okay
I know I'm gon' make it for em
It just be myself, I don't care what they say
I just got cum for you baby
I don't do parties no more
Come to the crib with your girlfriends
Just have us a foursome
A party for four
While I got my
[Hook]
Hand on my crotch
I'm counting it up
I'm up in the stu
I'm whipping it up
Whippin' it up, cooking it up, I'm whippin' it up
I whip it up, then I, then I, then I
Put it on the cloud
I barely go out, barely go out, barely go out
Why you always partying dawg? (x2)
I barely go out, working on my sound

[Outro]
Milo Camilo
Yeah yeah ay ay whoa