Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Mekfly
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Salih Mekki
Letra
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Mekfly
Producción
David Wood
Ingeniería de mezcla
Letra
Say, Bruh (I'm Outside)
Okay I got a couple dollas
This side of the Mississippi
East coast from back where we home
Bringin some people wit me
I'm changing growing so plenty
Smoking that's why the stench be
Ouu wee, ou wee
Ouu wee, ou wee
Please don't compare nobody
Uniquely in TP
Static on my TV
I Ain't got no signal
You can't reach me
My hunger never weakens on the weekends chasing chicken I'm rest when they decease me
Say bruh
Let me clean my plate
Been on the run all day
Groovin like Marvin Gaye
I wanna move far way
Still fuck the law always
O T I log off late
Keep peace but can't keep pace
Board games I need my space
We not the same shit feel strange
Still just piecing together somethings
Putting in work digging thru deep dirt
Prefer
Reapin then layin the change
Painting these pictures thru pure precision
Shined my teeth imma blind the dentist
If you ain't a fan yet you ain't really listenin
Gifted I'm rappin what chu mean it's Christmas
Okay
Twist that leaf up
Re up on sativa
Swimming thru the ether
Mother Nature that's my teacher
In ya speakers
Never charge a feature
Same dirty sneakers
They some keepers
My wifey stand on business she ain't trippin
I ain't either
My power makes them cowards hit the showers I don't need em
Imma get my flowers for my 10000 hours
Bringing knocks to they head no command
I'm sharkiesha
Blowin reefa
Say, bruh
Been on
Can't stop where I'm at
I been gone
Just burnt one down
I'm far gone
Best believe I touch down like I'm zone
Gots a friend for ya friend let ya friend know
Shine in the sky like a signal
Imma dark knight
Lil code switch if I gotta talk white
Back to **** mode money feel kinda light
Tryna be sifu
Tryna just be cool
Limited interactions not seein u
Customer satisfaction I'm giving you
West Side black attractions ghost ride while amidst traffic
What's happen
My **** I'm back to back let's keep crackin
All that bread that needs stackin
These **** slippin they slackin
Not really how they imagined
Y'all done fucked up
Big blunt now my face high fashion
Squad move where I point I'm a captain
I could sink your boat with these flows
These miracles I whip
Spread smooth hope they bite my shit
I'm chef on edge barely bear the biz
Not fair to compared to the kid
You Can't fuck wit me
Thank you for my biscuit
Written by: Salih Mekki