Outside

The world is a place for the whole human race to live

I gave a highway patrolman a speeding ticket
And sold a blind man a flashlight
I am the only man in the world who knows why white milk makes yellow butter
I even know where the lights go when you cut the switch off
Now I may not be the baddest man in the world
But I'm in the top two, and my father is getting old

I be outside, money on me, try you want, it's lock and loaded
My whole team need max deals, tryna get 30 mil from Sony
I'm a New York with a real bad bitch
I feel like the one, hoe be toppin' on me
I hit her phone, she is not ignoring
That's few and far between cause she's jhi annoying
I met a new hoe cause I'm back outside, and she worship the ground that I step on
You wouldn't believe, she be talking real tough online
Told her, bae, you're not fuck nigga free if you fucking with me
Just know I'ma player whole time
Might go golfing, I play with my iron
Sorry, can't talk, I got caught on the grind
Paper came in and it's already filed

Yeah, phones in this bitch, the flash shine off my wrist, yeah
Chrome in this bitch, them bullets make them twitch, yeah
Friends with benefits, lil' shawty on my dick, yeah
Live by consequence, hit a lick, I know he sick, yeah

Backyard party with the North Face Groovers
Passed the Ciroc to my lil' man Koola
BMore shawty, tryna fuck me stupid
She said she know all the words to my music
Hold on
Just took the roof off the Beamer, hold on
She suck me like a mosquito, hold on
Can't wait for Drake to fall off, hold on
Make Aubrey pay for a feature, hold on

My brothers keep it, and Lakeisha keep tryna finesse
Run up like we cheetahs, meet the reaper for disrespect
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Fuck it, pussy

I be outside, money on me, try you want, it's lock and loaded
My whole team need max deals, tryna get 30 mil from Sony
I'm a New York with a real bad bitch
I feel like the one, hoe be toppin' on me
I hit her phone, she is not ignoring
That's few and far between cause she's jhi annoying
I met a new hoe cause I'm back outside, and she worship the ground that I step on
You wouldn't believe, she be talking real tough online
Told her, bae, you're not fuck nigga free if you fucking with me
Just know I'ma player whole time
Might go golfing, I play with my iron
Sorry, can't talk, I got caught on the grind
Paper came in and it's already filed

Alright, okay
And if they ask, I'm the hottest one out,
Mos Def like I'm Yosiin Bey
Yeah, I just made me a play
Now I'm back outside
Look at how much I made in a day

It's Crae and Tre
We turnin' the booth to a ring
We livin' like Tyson and Tank
Got Cubans with nothin' but ice in the link
Shawty a eater, she bitin' the frame
She told me my neck like a saint
We throw up SG in the fire then from the side of the tank
Pull up, we pullin' your rank
I pull that fire like a prank
These days, niggas be geeking to do ya
That's why I gotta keep fire, I don't like intruders
Been gettin' money, I don't need no tutors

SG on my sleeve, but don't get twisted
I'm not no ooter, I just keep it sneaky
Top floor get head from a dead right cougar
I say that motherfucker dead right
Drink and I drove right through the red light
Shit, motherfucker OTP
My life too wild, I don't get no sleep

I be outside, money on me, try you want, it's lock and loaded
My whole team need max deals, tryna get 30 mil from Sony
I'm a New York with a real bad bitch
I feel like the one, hoe be toppin' on me
I hit her phone, she is not ignoring
That's few and far between cause she's jhi annoying
I met a new hoe cause I'm back outside, and she worship the ground that I step on
You wouldn't believe, she be talking real tough online
Told her, bae, you're not fuck nigga free if you fucking with me
Just know I'ma player whole time
Might go golfing, I play with my iron
Sorry, can't talk, I got caught on the grind
Paper came in and it's already filed



Credits
Writer(s): Ellis Taylor Iii
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