Outside Lyrics

Yeah, my whole crew outside

I'm in the stu

Getting ready for you

Cruising down the street in a Maserati (slime)

Shooters in the bando, call me John Gotti

Flew her to Miami, I caught a body

She's just a groupie, we're not a couple

When I'm outside, she gives me trouble (hell nah)

Got a message from my plug, make it double (slatt)

Hit her from the back, bitch I'm humble

I'm a rich nigga, I do what I please

Trappin and rappin, I do it with ease

Got on her level, that bitch on her knees

On her knees

People love talking shit about me

I got these niggas trapping for me

Doing crazy shit in Dania Beach

Cut my dawg out, that nigga a leech

Bad bitch, she's from the valley

She's got some issues,likes to call me daddy

Told that homeboy ,to drop the addy

Drop the addy

Yeah I'm outside with the crew

I don't even know her name. I wish I knew

I wish I knew

Making up stories, so you know it's true

I can never trust a fucking snake

Why is you acting so fucking fake

Started from the bottom, like I'm Drake

Bust down rollies for my clique

I don't gotta wait in line for some drip

She was in the wraith, not a rocket ship

Shit's laced, I had a bad trip

Why a nigga hating, when he's broke

I got followers like the pope

Draco on my side with the scope

With the scope

Versace my clothes, they Italian

She puts out, like Megan the stallion

Catch me off guard, man they brought a battalion

Cruising down the street in a Maserati (slime)

Shooters in the bando, call me John Gotti

Flew her to Miami, I caught a body

She's just a groupie, we're not a couple

When I'm outside, she gives me trouble (hell nah)

Got a message from my plug, make it double (slatt)

Hit her from the back, bitch I'm humble