Outside

Better look me in the eyes when I go and meet me outside

If I see you when I see you with the crew, boy, you better run and hide

When I roll up with the gang, look into my face

Shooter on call, bet they gonna spray

You're just one phone call away

Better find a saint to go and pray or your family gon' cry

Why you talkin' gunplay on a Sunday?

If you wanna get stoned, I'ma turn you into Pompeii

Never gave a shit on anything you say

Our music growing fast, faster than Usain

Slide to the side, don't look me in the eye

If you wanna try, I'ma hit you with the 9

Talkin' shit from behind, everybody know your lies

Livin' with no ties, you better read between the lines

I got hated, I got questioned for the things I never did

Bet on my life, I wish I could, I will punch you in the face

Bet on my life 'cause you a fraud, you won't even feel the pain

Don't be freezin' on me when I see you on the alleyway

Better try, homie, be real

You don't know me, my team superior, my team superior

Better look me in the eyes when I go and meet me outside

If I see you when I see you with the crew, boy, you better run and hide

When I roll up with the gang, look into my face

Shooter on call, bet they gonna spray

You're just one phone call away

Better find a saint to go and pray or your family gon' cry

Who got a problem with my bros?

Now tell me who, point ‘em out, I'll make them go

Don't disrespect me or my family or my bros

Think before you speak and watch how you approach

We do magic in these streets, we'll turn your body to a ghost

And we make sure that this shit clean, we'll use a mop to wipe your nose

I would die for all my bros, do anything by any means, bitch

Yeah, that's just how it goes, so don't you be my enemy, bitch

Yeah, that's how we roll from the southside Philippines, yeah

If you wanna go, I'm outside, I'm with the team, uh

Shooter on my phone, he gon' wait until you sleep

'Cause he move like Freddy Krueger, he gon' kill you in your dreams, now rest in peace

Look me in the eyes when I go and meet me outside

If I see you when I see you with the crew, boy, you better run and hide

When I roll up with the gang, look into my face

Shooter on call, bet they gonna spray

You're just one phone call away

Better find a saint to go and pray or your family gon' cry