Outlandish

Lyrics
[Intro: Quada] Wild, wild, wild, wild Pree life see mah seh steez Jet ski life Everyday yeah Man a try fi do this shit and stack up all mah fucking paper No haters yeah Pree life, pree life, pree life (Hmmmph) [Chorus: Quada] The dream life 10 cars 3 bikes Done tell yuh bout supreme life Man rock gucci when me feel like G life We do anything weh we like Inna the road like a street light Done tell yuh bout the dream life The dream life, the dream life 10 cars, 3 wives We do anything weh we like We do anything weh we like Done tell yuh bout supreme life Inna the road like a street light Done tell yuh bout the G life The dream life, the dream life... Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Bakersteez] Shit is outlandish (yeah) Big body let me have it (uh) Big body doing damage (uh) Bentley chilling living lavish (uh) To my competition i'm a savage Ain't no competition i be laughing (laughing) Humble nigga but i'm flashy Humpty dumpty niggas getting cracking (ayy) I want this shit everlasting (uh) Say you don't like me (uh) Hop in my trip for the clout yuh bitch (uh) Pillow talking you could bite your tongue (bite your tongue) Running this shit like Nike huh Barry Allen to the guap (Woaw) Steady gunning to the top (uh) Steady gunning to the wah (wah) Making that revenue (yeah) Stacking and bagging residuals This life that we living is sinful This life that we living ain't simple (Uh,..Hmph) Stacking that revenue (uh) Stacking that revenue (uh) Bagging residuals (uh) Bagging residuals (aye) [Chorus: Quada] The dream life ten cars three bikes Done tell yuh bout supreme life Man rock gucci when me feel like G life We do anything weh we like Inna the road like a street light Done tell yuh bout the dream life The dream life, the dream life Ten cars, three wives We do anything weh we like We do anything weh we like Done tell yuh bout supreme life Inna the road like a street light Done tell yuh bout the G life The dream life, the dream life... Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 2: Quada] Tell them ketch this Ghetto man born me nuh leff this (uh) But a rose gold chain till me neck crick An a big flat screen wid Netflix Them cyan stop steez or Quada badmind affi gwaan try till yuh neck crick A sum G life pree life we nuh wa see nuh death wish [Outro: Quada] Everyday yeah man a try fi do this shit and stack up all mah fucking paper No haters yeah pree life pree life pree life (hmmmph)
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Credits
- Writers
- Quada
- Bakersteez