Outside

Album cover art for "Outside" by ​extratwopercentRECORDS​ & Yas (NY)

​extratwopercentRECORDS​ & Yas (NY) - Rap

Outside

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Lyrics

[Intro] Gotta keep the sitchy when I'm outside Niggas tryna get me when I'm outside (Stephen Niday on the track) So I gotta keep the sitchy when I'm outside [Chorus] Got a sitchy on me when I'm steppin' outside I've been on the road, gettin' chicken like Popeye's It ain't 'bout the money, I don't got time If the cops pull me over, no, nigga, this is not mine They wanna ball, but these niggas really offsides I pour a four, but my nigga Set prolly pour about five I'm on the go, I ain't stoppin' at a stop sign I got some goals, but these niggas tryna stop minе [Verse] I keep the pole on me, nigga, whеn I ride around I get it sold even if a nigga out of town I wanna know what you're doin' when I'm not around I mix a thirty with a three, it's gon' calm me down I keep the 30 on me, let it sing out I drop thirty on my wrist, watch it bling-blaow I ain't dirty, got dog shit hangin' out I'm like Curry, I can make it if I'm out of bounds When I fuck her, I can make her make a lot of sounds I'm a [?], I got waves, I'm about to drown Got two hundred thousand ways to be [?] down But I don't care, I'ma stack it, I don't get allowance Niggas snitchin', we ain't with it, you can move from 'round me Fell in love with Lemon Cherry, move it by the pound That gravedigger, we gon' put you in the fuckin' ground I can't save bitches, they're not ridin' when a nigga down Man, I hate bitches, I be chasin' after money now I got tricks up my sleeve, but I'm not a clown Oh, I swear to God I'm on a mission, I ain't playin' 'round Oh, I swear to God they didn't know, but now they knowin' now And I know some bitches that was good, now they ho-in' out Now they say I changed up, but I stayed ten toes down Nigga, these diamonds on me shine when the sun is out I be feelin' like Odell when I'm runnin' routes, niggas run their mouth [Bridge] I been runnin' out of time, yeah, I'm runnin' out Man, I hate these bitches, yeah, they run their mouth And I'm smokin' on dope, shit is so loud And I gotta keep the sitchy when I go out [Chorus] Got a sitchy on me when I'm steppin' outside I've been on the road, gettin' chicken like Popeye's It ain't 'bout the money, I don't got time If the cops pull me over, no, nigga, this is not mine They wanna ball, but these niggas really offsides I pour a four, but my nigga Set prolly pour about five I'm on the go, I ain't stoppin' at a stop sign I got some goals, but these niggas tryna stop mine

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  • Yas (NY)