[Intro]
If all of the shame stops, all of the pain stops
Oh, what a life it'll be
Standing outside catching all of the vibes
Ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Take off the foo-foo, take off the clout chase, take off the Wi-Fi
Take off the money phone, take off the car loan, take off the flex and the white lies
Take off the weird-ass jewelry, I'ma take ten steps, then I'm taking off top five
Take off them fabricated streams and thеm microwave memes, it's a rеal world outside
Take off your idols, take off the runway, I take off to Cairo
Take off to Saint-Tropez, five-day stay, take a quarter mill', hell, if I know
Take off the false flag, take off the lace front, take off the shots with the mop ass
Take off the contour, take off the contrast, take off the eyes with the contacts
Take off the fake deep, take off the fake woke, take off the, "I'm broke, I care"
Take off the gossip, take off the new logic that if I'm rich, I'm rare
Take off the Chanel, take off the Dolce, take off the Birkin bag
Take all that designer bullshit off, and what do you have? (bitch)

[Chorus]
You outta pocket, yeah
You outta pocket (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You outta pocket, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You outta pocket (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(You outta, you outta)
You outta pocket
Get back in pocket
[Verse 2]
The world in a panic, the women is stranded, the men on a run
The prophets abandoned, the law take advantage, the market is crashin', the industry wants
N***as and bitches to sleep in a box while they makin' a mockery followin' us
This ain't Monopoly, watchin' for love, this ain't monogamy, y'all gettin' fucked
Jumpin' on what the hell is that? I gotta relax when I feel (Huh, facts)
All my descendants, they come in my sleep and say I am too real (Huh, facts)
I'm done with the sensitive, takin' it personal, done with the black and the white, the wrong and the right
You hopin' for change and clericals, I know the feelings that came with burial's cries (Bitch!)

[Chorus]
You outta pocket, yeah
You outta pocket (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You outta pocket, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You outta pocket (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(You outta, you outta)
You outta pocket

[Bridge]
Servin' up a look, dancin' in a drought
Hello to the rain man, never losin' count
Ventin' in the safe house
Ventin' in the safe house

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar & Baby Keem]
Can I vent all my truth? I got nothin' to lose, I got problems and pools, I can swim on my faith
Cameras movin' whenever I'm movin', the family suin' whatever I make
Murder is stackin', the president actin', the government taxin' my funds in the bank
Homies attracting the feds when I'm bracking, look at my reaction, my pupils on skates (Hold up, hold up)
Let's think about this for a second (Let's go)
Tell me what you would do for aesthetic (Let's go)
Would you sell your soul on credit? (Let's go)
Would you sell your bro for leverage? (Let's go)
Fake n***a wanna chime in on 6ix9ine when he know his whole neighborhood tellin' (Let's go)
Fake n***a wanna chime in on 6ix9ine when he know his whole neighborhood tellin' (Let's go)
[Bridge]
You outta pocket, yeah, you outta pocket (This shit hard)
You entertain the mediocre, need to stop it (This shit hard)
You entertainin' old friends when they toxic (This shit hard)
What your life like? Bullshit and gossip (This shit hard)
What the fuck is cancel culture, dawg?
Say what I want about you n***as, I'm like Oprah, dawg
I treat you crackers like I'm Jigga, watch, I own it all
Oh, you worried 'bout a critic? That ain't protocol (Bitch)

[Chorus]
You outta pocket, yeah
You outta pocket (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You outta pocket, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You outta pocket
(You outta, you outta)
You outta pocket
Get back in pocket