"Outside" lyrics
I'm fresh out, already feeling I'm the one
First, I'm filling up the blunt, then I'm filling up her guts
They giving me a PO but won't give a nigga bond
I ain't used to being outside, I can't carry no gun
Rich when I touch down from the show getting massages
Lit when I touch down from the show, different menages
This one I swear, it's really him, it ain't no flaugin'
I just bought a brand-new chain, it was flawless
Right now I'm 50k for a deposit
50 when I get there on top, promoters no stallin'
I'm fresh out, already feeling like the hardest
On papers but I still a drive that 40 like an artist
This for all my bitches who be outside
She know that pussy hittin', it's in top five
I told my mama, "We gon' win. You can stop cryin'."
Way too many niggas in the picture, had to archive
Walk down, bow-bow, Glocks sound like music
I be on the Perkys, it's okay, I don't abuse it
Got up out the fast lane, I'm just tryna cruise it
I just got my son back and I ain't tryna lose him
Again
EGE, the family don't want no friends
Too many houses, got another on my wrist
And I'm too player to say "sorry" to a bitch that ain't for me
Sex with her for hours, couldn't cum, I was tardy
Pop out with them bands, I'm the life of the party
She want me to put a cuff on her like the sergeant
I already put her up on game that I'm heartless
First, I'm filling up the blunt, then I'm filling up her guts
They giving me a PO but won't give a nigga bond
I ain't used to being outside, I can't carry no gun
Rich when I touch down from the show getting massages
Lit when I touch down from the show, different menages
This one I swear, it's really him, it ain't no flaugin'
I just bought a brand-new chain, it was flawless
Right now I'm 50k for a deposit
50 when I get there on top, promoters no stallin'
I'm fresh out, already feeling like the hardest
On papers but I still a drive that 40 like an artist
This for all my bitches who be outside
She know that pussy hittin', it's in top five
I told my mama, "We gon' win. You can stop cryin'."
Way too many niggas in the picture, had to archive
Walk down, bow-bow, Glocks sound like music
I be on the Perkys, it's okay, I don't abuse it
Got up out the fast lane, I'm just tryna cruise it
I just got my son back and I ain't tryna lose him
Again
EGE, the family don't want no friends
Too many houses, got another on my wrist
And I'm too player to say "sorry" to a bitch that ain't for me
Sex with her for hours, couldn't cum, I was tardy
Pop out with them bands, I'm the life of the party
She want me to put a cuff on her like the sergeant
I already put her up on game that I'm heartless
