Come Outside
I'm from Sweden and we smokin rolling live
Yeah, rolling live
Oh my god, she a emo, yeah suicide
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, we can roll one up
Off the X she tryna fuck
She love money, sex and drugs
Baby we can pour it up
I roll it up
I take a puff
New designer on my body, bitch I'm up
Don't give a fuck about a thot
Glock 19 right by my side
Got Rick Owens on my feet
Yeah, bitch I'm super fly
I said do you believe in God
She got that devil by her side
She can't be my ride or diе
She an emo suicide
I got an AP on my wrist
And I been feeling likе a god
Yeah, come outside
I'm finna slide
I'm finna slide
S-S-Slide, S-S-Slide
Yeah, I feel like Carti, bitch i'm on that (WHAT)
Pull up on that bitch and I'ma fuck that
Yeah
Ah, yeah, huh
Come outside
S-S-Slide, S-S-Slide
I got a new stick
Like who wanna die
Baby we can roll one up
Off the X she tryna fuck
She love money, sex and drugs
Baby we can pour it up
I roll it up
Yeah, I take a puff
She said she leaving me
If I don't stop these drugs
I'm booted up
Don't give no fucks
I'm off the henny
I'm off the drugs
Real ass thug, I can never fuck a scrub
Oh my, yeah
Oh my, yeah
Oh my, yeah
Come outside
Come outside
Yeah
Yeah, rolling live
Oh my god, she a emo, yeah suicide
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, we can roll one up
Off the X she tryna fuck
She love money, sex and drugs
Baby we can pour it up
I roll it up
I take a puff
New designer on my body, bitch I'm up
Don't give a fuck about a thot
Glock 19 right by my side
Got Rick Owens on my feet
Yeah, bitch I'm super fly
I said do you believe in God
She got that devil by her side
She can't be my ride or diе
She an emo suicide
I got an AP on my wrist
And I been feeling likе a god
Yeah, come outside
I'm finna slide
I'm finna slide
S-S-Slide, S-S-Slide
Yeah, I feel like Carti, bitch i'm on that (WHAT)
Pull up on that bitch and I'ma fuck that
Yeah
Ah, yeah, huh
Come outside
S-S-Slide, S-S-Slide
I got a new stick
Like who wanna die
Baby we can roll one up
Off the X she tryna fuck
She love money, sex and drugs
Baby we can pour it up
I roll it up
Yeah, I take a puff
She said she leaving me
If I don't stop these drugs
I'm booted up
Don't give no fucks
I'm off the henny
I'm off the drugs
Real ass thug, I can never fuck a scrub
Oh my, yeah
Oh my, yeah
Oh my, yeah
Come outside
Come outside
Yeah
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Writer(s): Emil Karlsen
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