Yo Pi'erre! (feat. Playboi Carti)

Yo! Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here? Aye, we outside, we here (yo) I'm outside, we here Aye, and I ain't goin' nowhere You should get to know Pi'erre (what) Everybody want me to come out here (what, what, what, what) Everybody want me to come out here (what, what) You should get to know Pi'erre Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre (bih) Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre (what, what) Yo, yo, ain't goin' nowhere Yo, you should get to know Pi'erre (what) Yo, yo, yo Pi'erre I got real ice on my Rollie, uh, ooh, fuck the police All these bitches swear they know me, ooh, ooh, they don't know me I got big guap guacamole, white hoe call her Cody Titties fat, told her show me, molly bean, nigga Rollie In the hood with my Rollie, East Atlanta with Young Nudy Shawty fuck me, yeah, she choosin', fuck me like a groupie Hellcat with that toolie, ooh, in that bih we foolie Your shit do not move me, uh, all my niggas foolie, foolie Aye, we outside, we here I'm outside, we here Aye, and I ain't goin' nowhere You should get to know Pi'erre (what) Everybody want me to come out here (what, what, what, what) Everybody want me to come out here (what, what) You should get to know Pi'erre Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre (bih) Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre (what) Yo, yo, ain't goin' nowhere Yo, you should get to know Pi'erre (what) Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre Yeah, I'm up next, I'm the best, aye No flex, aye, flied out, hoe, like Kyla Pratt Hit it from the back, collision and then we crash Aye, I wake up, the breakfast in the bag I just made some bands in my sleep Quit my job, told 'em I'm making beats What the fuck is 40 hours a week? Aye, we outside, we here I'm outside, we here Aye, and I ain't goin' nowhere You should get to know Pi'erre Everybody want me to come out here Everybody want me to come out here You should get to know Pi'erre Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre Yo, yo, ain't goin' nowhere Yo, you should get to know Pi'erre Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre