Drakeo the Ruler – Out On Bail

Download clean vinyl LP CD free mp3 audio song by Drakeo the Ruler and this music is titled “Out On Bail”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of an album which is titled “Out On Bail” And it was released in the year 2021.


Listen up below with the full lyrics.


Drakeo the Ruler Out On Bail Lyrics


Uh shit


[Verse 1]

I don’t do the shit these niggas do, they bitch made

Machete on the K, I’m sharp as knives when on switch blade

Don’t ask about my chop, I got it from Mei Ling’s sensei

Loose lips, blue tips, I start aiming at french braids

I am not these other rappers, I get every penny, all mine

These niggas hang with niggas that done dropped plenty of dimes

Might as well pick ’em up, the Himilayas is busy bruh

It’s fairly odd when you see me pickin’ up guns from Timmy Turner

I’m from California, but my wave is pretty stronger

Chop sticks, mop sticks doin’ trips like benihanas

This a e-cig, my opps die from electric fumes

Catch you sittin’ in that chair at the barber, I’ma electrocute you

You seen his body drop, you gon’ be in a stetcher too

I know you see that nigga head niddin’ right next to you

When I got a lemon squeeze out, I leave vegtables

Friendly ass niggas all look like teletubbies

Ten thousand on my head? Think of a better number

Drum sticks in the car, he just seen lemon pepper dropper

Any nigga you think about doin’ a song with, I’m a better option

I just left a pizza party, I’m in need of a better topic

Comin’ at me like Deebo, but all I see is Mary Poppins

Pippy Longstocking in the chop I just blew his socks back

Pussy nigga tried to send a wave, and I shot at him

A rap banger got a real member stretched, now his block mad

Drakeo slid through ten time today, how can we stop that?

They said lil’ man treat ten bodies over one, niggas not factors

Don’t worry about your bitch, she suckin’ dick, try contact her

Blue tips in this whip, the play call came from John Madden

Free Drakeo, I was out on bail, but now they hatin’

Talkin’ ’bout my ten whips and chains, fake commentating

I got Pippy Longstocking and Shenae nee in the side beefin’

Talkin’ ’bout they seen long john and who should IV him

I’m the cold devil but I really need to find Jesus

Ten gray bags to his head, try to find him

Is it the sparks from the K or my chains that tend to blind people?

The last gang get together, we went through, we shot nine people

I told niggas I’m not to play with, I ain’t these other niggas

Half a million dollars on my neck, I should sign people

Shoulda been my friend, now it’s time to crucify niggas

Opp lovers get chipped too, you on the side with ’em

Twenty five niggas did flips when they seen us fight nickels

The camera man couldn’t resist, ’cause it was some nice footage

Niggas sweet as sugar, I think they would make some nice pudding

Niggas swear they don’t like the don music, but wanna vibe to it




I’m a foolie though

I just be really rappin’ tho, it’s all rap like

You feel me, I just feel like can’t nobody fuck with me

California I’m like really the truth like

Niggas know what’s goin’ on, nigga long live the great all that, yeah

I said I had four hunnid but it’s really like- nah I think I said five

Oh, five hundred thousand in jewelry though

We gon’ keep doin’ this though, ’cause this shit regular

Like I feel like nobody fuck with me, they can’t

What I tell ’em? Sheesh

I guess that’s me huh?


Drakeo the Ruler – Out On Bail