Lou Phelps – Out My Face (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Haitian-Canadian rapper and record producer, Lou Phelps unveils a visualizer for the new track, “Out My Face.” The piece of new music was produced by KAYTRANADA.

Lou Phelps Out My Face

Coming out of Montreal, Lou Phelps has made some amazing music. He comes from a city that is proving itself to be a hotbed of talent, and he is one of the many artists who has emerged as a champion of the bilingual city. Another Montreal legend is Kaytranada who has produced for some of the biggest artists in the world.

On the new single “Out My Face,” the two come together for a spacey song that comes complete with that Kaytranada sound that people have grown to love so much. Phelps offers up some nice flows on the track and he sounds as comfortable as ever rapping over production from someone he was worked with a ton in the past.

Lou Phelps – Out My Face (prod. KAYTRANADA)

7 October 2022
1 Song, 3 Minutes
℗ 2022 STAND UP GUY RECORDS / Rostrum Records

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Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, huh
Yeah, yeah
Mm, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, out my face (Uh-huh)
She got her own thing, she gangsta servin’ bass
Got another couple thousand for her shape, mm
Independent, what the fuck I’m ‘posed to say?
Matsuhisa ‘fore a nigga start the day
Smokin’ grabba ‘fore she hit the runway
New designer bag, she loves the Chanel
Wasn’t there for her birthday, sent her Birkin through the mail, uh

[Post-Chorus]
Only time will tell, uh, only time will tell, mm
All my records sell, mm, and they not on sale, uh (Uh-huh)
I need me a mill’, uh, need a hundred mill’ (Uh-huh)
All without a deal, uh, all without a deal, yeah

[Verse 1]
Yeah, uh
These called marquise (Uh-huh)
Do the dance like Marquis
We don’t do no small fees
Now she wanna get nasty
All because I’m an artist
Bitch better not @ me, uh
Finna pop like acne, yeah

[Bridge]
(What’s up? What’s up?)
(What’s up? What’s up?)
(What’s up? What’s up?)
(What’s up? What’s up?)

[Chorus]
Yeah, out my face (Uh-huh)
She got her own thing, she gangsta servin’ bass
Got another couple thousand for her shape, mm
Independent, what the fuck I’m ‘posed to say?
Matsuhisa ‘fore a nigga start the day
Smokin’ grabba ‘fore she hit the runway
New designer bag, she loves the Chanel
Wasn’t there for her birthday, sent her Birkin through the mail, uh

[Post-Chorus]
Only time will tell, uh, only time will tell, mm
All my records sell, mm, and they not on sale, uh (Uh-huh)
I need me a mill’, uh, need a hundred mill’ (Uh-huh)
All without a deal, all, all, all without a deal, yeah

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I done coppe a crib, yeah (All without a deal, yeah, uh-huh)
Diamonds chandelier, yeah (All, all, all without a deal, uh)
Spent a bag at LIV (Spent a bag at LIV), that’s just how I live (That’s just how I live)
Did it by myself (Did it by myself), even papa wasn’t here, uh (Papa wasn’t here)

[Outro]
(What’s up?)
Yeah, out my face (What’s up?)
She got her own thing, she gangsta servin’ bass (What’s up?)
Got another couple thousand for her shape, mm (What’s up?)