Outside lyrics

by

GetRichZay


[Intro]
Six sh*t, get your b*tch hit
Gang sh*t, no lame sh*t
Stay on your lane, b*tch
You know we bust brains quick
Every time you f*ck around
(And I got the Yayo)

[Chorus]
We outside his house (Yup)
b*tch, we in his bushes (Come on)
He thought he was gangster (Gangster)
Whole time n*gga a pus*y (n*gga a b*tch)
He caught one to the head (One to the head)
f*ck n*gga should've been lookin' (Should've been warned)
Ayy, that's a new opp n*gga dead (Opp n*gga dead)
We smoke his ass like some cookies (Bands)

[Post-Chorus]
Ayy, ten bands just for a show, too ruthless (Ten bands)
Ayy, two bands just for a verse, I'm taxin' (Two racks)
Ayy, I keep that stick, I ain't talkin' molassеs (Yup)
Ayy, Ps for the low, plug in Calabasas (What else?)
Uh, ballin' on n*ggas, I ain't еven gotta pass it (Aight)
Speakin' on Fifty, n*gga, go get a casket
Ayy, all-black hit a n*gga, Glock on fast (Come on)
Can't hang who I hang, n*gga, get sh*t tragic
[Verse 1]
Yup, yup
Outside his crib, we in his yard
n*gga, free the gang, still stuck in New York
Ayy, Faceshot Gang, give a f*ck 'bout the court (Faceshot)
We ain't play no fakes when we pullin' they card (Aight)
I seen his ass up top somewhere with the stars (Up top)
I was just broke as hell, I was breakin' them cards
Now get close on the opps, we ain't shootin' out cars (Yup)

[Chorus]
We outside his house (We in his—)
b*tch, we in his bushes (His bushes)
He thought he was gangster (He was gangster?)
Whole time n*gga a pus*y (That n*gga a b*tch)
He caught one to the head (One to the head)
f*ck n*gga should've been lookin' (Should've been lookin')
Ayy, that's a new opp n*gga dead (Opp n*gga dead)
We smoke his ass like some cookies (Big bands, yup)

[Verse 2]
Let my chopper on (Chopper on)
Uh, watch him fly away (Fly away)
Ooh, shots come off that n*gga dome (Yup)
His brother ran the other way (Other way)
Last hit, b*tch, spin the Benz, now we just found out where his brother stay
That gun spray, we hop out broad day, that's on my brother's name (Come on)
It's sad to say she had to go bury her son, I think it was Mother's Day (Damn)
Big Draco f*cked around and jammed, I went and grabbed my other K
That's GetRichZay, swear these n*ggas be scared whenever they see my face
My 'Ghini closed, ready to blow this b*tch and crash out anyday (I swear)
Anyway (Ayy, anyway)
All I say, ayy, Lil Tay (Lil Tay)
Go pick that Drac'
Uh, time to slide, n*gga, say, "Okay"
We on the opps' side, b*tch, ain't nobody safe (Safe)
[Chorus]
We outside his house (We outside)
b*tch, we in his bushes (In your bushes)
He thought he was gangster (He was gangster?)
Whole time n*gga a pus*y (That n*gga a b*tch)
He caught one to the head (One to the face)
f*ck n*gga should've been lookin' (Should've been warned)
Ayy, that's a new opp n*gga dead (Opp n*gga dead)
We smoke his ass like some cookies (Big bands)

[Post-Chorus]
Ayy, ten bands just for a show, too ruthless (Ten bands)
Ayy, two bands just for a verse, I'm taxin' (Two racks)
Ayy, I keep that stick, I ain't talkin' molasses
Ayy, Ps for the low, plug in Calabasas (Yup)
Uh, ballin' on n*ggas, I ain't even gotta pass it (Switch)
Speakin' on Fifty, n*gga, go get a casket (Fifty)
Ayy, all-black hit a n*gga, Glock on fast (Aight)
Can't hang who I hang, n*gga, get sh*t tragic (Come on)

[Outro]
Six
Get your b*tch hit, n*gga
Ayy, come on, let's go
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