Outchea

Lyrics

[Intro: Plies] Bitch like, like Bitch like, really like, like Bitch like, we like Really outchea though, like Like, really, really, like Like, really outchea though Yeah! [Chorus: Plies] Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea [Verse 1: Kodak Black] Been jumped off the porch, boy you just now getting outchea All my niggas hungry, they'll murk you for a hot meal Really outchea, they be carjacking, call it car steal Pulled up in a stolo, so don't ask me how I got here Eighty five Cutdog, and my motor heavy Boy I got a twenty wall and I ain't go to Kelly All this goddamn candy paint, yeah, my car is diabetic Can't wait 'till I get that .45, call me Jerome Bettis Outchea gettin' that damn fetty, white girl, no not Katy Perry Nigga this ain't no fairytale, I'm outchea boy, you knew already All my people been outchea, ain't have no choice but to get outchea Better be 'bout ya money, ain't got no money, then you ain't shit outchea [Chorus: Plies] Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea [Verse 2: Plies] Bitch I'm out here lurkin', bitch , bitch, just like the pill man That little pussy be bitin', bitch, had me all in Bradenton Bitch, I wanted that Rollie, bitch, bitch, I dropped like eighty bands No I can't be dancing, bitch, bitch, got toolie in my pants Bitch, I was in these streets, bitch, y'all was playing freeze tag I ain't ever played no duck, duck, goose, bitch, I was outchea chasing bags Bitch, I was at them baby, bitch, bitch, I wanted them sixes, bitch Bitch, you know I been outchea, when we was hollering "Ms. Cesar", bitch Bitch, I'm worth a city now, yo little money, juvenile Bitch, I'm worth too much money, bitch, I can't even raw you now I'll stand over you, and I'm not talking 'bout them jeans When I tell you, me and my niggas, we the robbing crew [Chorus: Plies] Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea