Outside (Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy Ay Look [?] [Chorus: TruCarr] You be in the crib, I be outside I just fucked a nigga bitch, I ain't gon' lie I can tell if people real if I look in your eyes Ah, ah, ah One thing I can't do, can't go broke I can't chase no bitch, I chase goals I gotta keep this shit a hundred, I can't fold Ah, ah, ah [Verse 1: DaBoii] New micro mini drake made of maple wood M'ember all money business in this neighborhood They don't slide when we outside 'cause they afraid of us And if you wonder where I been, nigga play the hook (I be outside) When it's time to put in work, bitch I'm clocking in If he survive the first purge he get shot again Say you know the road to riches well I'm hoppin' in Pissin' on the hot block like who block this is You be in the crib I'm outside with it And he know how to swim he took a dive in it Shit ain't gon' happen overnight take your time with it It's two hundred on the dash bitch we ride different I'm the voice of the streets bitch I'm god senate I see real niggas snitch, they don' got stitches Bitch pack the shit and she left bitch I was not trippin' And that bag on your head and get that jaw finished Bitch [Chorus: TruCarr] You be in the crib, I be outside I just fucked a nigga bitch, I ain't gon' lie I can tell if people real if I look in your eyes Ah, ah, ah One thing I can't do, can't go broke I can't chase no bitch, I chase goals I gotta keep this shit a hundred, I can't fold Ah, ah, ah [Post-Chorus: TruCarr] Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah [Verse 2: TruCarr] Well look, I can't fuck with snakes, so case closed, jugg, huh Pesos, bankrolls, bagels good, huh I go, they go, we go, hood, huh This bitch, that bitch, let her choose up, hey, huh It's a fair game, huh, no need to explain, huh Shit, the way I be on they necks, I'm like a neck brace, huh I just fucked somebody bitch, might drop a sextape, huh Free my niggas outta jail, I hope they escape [Chorus: TruCarr] You be in the crib, I be outside I just fucked a nigga bitch, I ain't gon' lie I can tell if people real if I look in your eyes Ah, ah, ah One thing I can't do, can't go broke I can't chase no bitch, I chase goals I gotta keep this shit a hundred, I can't fold Ah, ah, ah [Post-Chorus: TruCarr] Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah