Show Out – Kid Cudi Feat. Pop Smoke & Skepta
Quotable Lyrics: Show Out – Kid Cudi Feat. Pop Smoke & Skepta
Show out, show up (Grrt)
Back out, pole up
Man down, roll up
Man down, roll up
Show out, show up (Grrt)
Back out, pole up
Man down, roll up
Man down, roll up
All my ni**as is ready to go
Pop Smoke, big smoke
Clippin’ the stick, stick in the coat (Boom)
And they got guns same size as Kevin Hart
Please don’t think it’s a joke
Back on tour with the gang and it’s sold out
Twenty-two dates, I ain’t missin’ a show
Got the ladies hittin’ my phone (Brr)
Got the mandem hittin’ the woke (Greaze)
Me plus ten on the list, they know how I’m comin’, I’m bringin’ the bros
And I got G’s that’s stuck in the trap, no government name, they stick to the code (Ice)
Left wrist Audemars Piguet, right wrist whippin’ the whip on the stove
He don’t care ’bout fame, he just tryna get rich on the low
