"Club Outside" lyrics
Young Stoner Life & Young Thug Lyrics
(feat. Lil Baby)
[Lil Baby:]
We got the vibes in the back of the studio, know what I'm sayin'
Anytime, got this shit rollin', know what I'm sayin'
Trap house special, pull in
They say Sp5der, Wham, and Pluto got a club outside the club (Know we at)
Pull up back to back to back to back like we the spender boys
Go to Trip and throw a thirty or somethin', that shit give me a rush (Hush up)
I'm all taller than all of these dancers, all the fine shit came with us
Talkin' thou' pass, I keep dog shit like I still fuck with the plug (I do)
Turn a studio into a trap house, this shit better than selling drugs (On God)
Big dog, really had my way out here, I disrespect the scrubs
Spend a million on a weak bitch, for the yacht to have fun (Keep goin')
Like why there so many girls? They keep the vibe going
Love lil bro to death, but he ain't right, I keep my eyes on him
Damn near fucked me for the whole night, she keep her eyes on it
Hunnid percent, I got my blick and kicks, party uniform
She get drippy when she want to, I like her lil strands (I do)
She go baggy (She go baggy), she go tight shit too (She go tight shit to)
I went Prada (Prada), for her she was overdue
She went French tips (Yeah), she went Miu Miu Miu (Miu Miu)
[Young Thug:]
Yeah, on a Tesla (On a Tesla), in a jet (In a jet)
Out of space (Out of space), lost case (Space-space)
Walked in Elliot, spent a bag
In a Rolls-Royce, or the Jet
Get a check, make it last
Plenty foreigns, smash
Had it first, nigga, yeah, you was last
Sting ray, hell no this the best
Angel, get the bag, it's ready, my bitch on the way, let's go
I get filthy, put a Rolex on your bae (Huh, huh, fifty)
I'm gettin' high as hell buyin' her everything (You get it, baby)
I go stringray, brother, zoom zoom (Ugh, zoom)
Threw a hunnid in a club (Let's get it)
Then I woke up with my bitch (And what?), and we spent another dub (Sp5der)
Go Balenci' for a crip (Go Sp5der), go Chaney-ney for a blood
Got a glizzy on my hip (Huh), but I ain't disrespecting my judge (That's fact)
Six million on a crib (Lovely), they say "five, they missin' one"
Going jet, my bitch like to tan (Tan), we been chasin' the sun (Yeah, yeah)
I just changed my name to Angel (What?), cause they was telling me I'm a God (Ok)
Going two Rolls Royces just so I can keep one on a charger
Yeah, on a Tesla (On a Tesla), in a jet (In a jet)
Out of space (Out of space), lost case (Space-space)
Walked in Elliot, spent a bag
In a Rolls-Royce, or the Jet
Get a check, make it last
Plenty foreigns, smash
Had it first, nigga, yeah, you was last
Sting ray, hell no this the best
We got the vibes in the back of the studio, know what I'm sayin'
Anytime, got this shit rollin', know what I'm sayin'
Trap house special, pull in
They say Sp5der, Wham, and Pluto got a club outside the club (Know we at)
Pull up back to back to back to back like we the spender boys
Go to Trip and throw a thirty or somethin', that shit give me a rush (Hush up)
I'm all taller than all of these dancers, all the fine shit came with us
Talkin' thou' pass, I keep dog shit like I still fuck with the plug (I do)
Turn a studio into a trap house, this shit better than selling drugs (On God)
Big dog, really had my way out here, I disrespect the scrubs
Spend a million on a weak bitch, for the yacht to have fun (Keep goin')
Like why there so many girls? They keep the vibe going
Love lil bro to death, but he ain't right, I keep my eyes on him
Damn near fucked me for the whole night, she keep her eyes on it
Hunnid percent, I got my blick and kicks, party uniform
She get drippy when she want to, I like her lil strands (I do)
She go baggy (She go baggy), she go tight shit too (She go tight shit to)
I went Prada (Prada), for her she was overdue
She went French tips (Yeah), she went Miu Miu Miu (Miu Miu)
[Young Thug:]
Yeah, on a Tesla (On a Tesla), in a jet (In a jet)
Out of space (Out of space), lost case (Space-space)
Walked in Elliot, spent a bag
In a Rolls-Royce, or the Jet
Get a check, make it last
Plenty foreigns, smash
Had it first, nigga, yeah, you was last
Sting ray, hell no this the best
Angel, get the bag, it's ready, my bitch on the way, let's go
I get filthy, put a Rolex on your bae (Huh, huh, fifty)
I'm gettin' high as hell buyin' her everything (You get it, baby)
I go stringray, brother, zoom zoom (Ugh, zoom)
Threw a hunnid in a club (Let's get it)
Then I woke up with my bitch (And what?), and we spent another dub (Sp5der)
Go Balenci' for a crip (Go Sp5der), go Chaney-ney for a blood
Got a glizzy on my hip (Huh), but I ain't disrespecting my judge (That's fact)
Six million on a crib (Lovely), they say "five, they missin' one"
Going jet, my bitch like to tan (Tan), we been chasin' the sun (Yeah, yeah)
I just changed my name to Angel (What?), cause they was telling me I'm a God (Ok)
Going two Rolls Royces just so I can keep one on a charger
Yeah, on a Tesla (On a Tesla), in a jet (In a jet)
Out of space (Out of space), lost case (Space-space)
Walked in Elliot, spent a bag
In a Rolls-Royce, or the Jet
Get a check, make it last
Plenty foreigns, smash
Had it first, nigga, yeah, you was last
Sting ray, hell no this the best
