outside

I'm outside
I'm with the guys
We eatin fries
Yea I got them ties
He knows we outside
He knows we outside
Wait wait

I'm scrolling through snap
He said he was smoking a pack
It was my family
We see that shit
We making phone calls
Make sure he gets hit
Make sure he gets hit
Right in his lip
Shoot his shit
Shoot his shit
Woah Woah Woah
Workin on music
Fuck whatever you say
It can sound bad
It can sound good
That's to your ear
I know where I'm at
I know where I stand
I'm with da guys
And I'm outside
Yea I'm outside
Yea I'm outside

I'm outside
I'm with da guys
We eatin fries
Yea I got them ties
He knows we outside
He knows we outside
Wait wait wait wait

How ima let someone who plays a game all-day
Say he smoking my family
Bitch you're goin die today
I don't let it happen
I'm quick with da action
I'm a distraction
I'm never out lacking
He knows he was lacking
But he can't try rappin
They dickriding young boy
Well I want the action
I'm never caught by yo homie lacking
Please learn to walk before you play with me
Another piece of advice
Hit 5 feet before you test me

I'm outside
I'm with da guys
We eatin fries
Yea I got them ties
He knows we outside
He knows we outside
Wait wait



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Writer(s): Wyatt Thompson
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