Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Friyie
Friyie
Performer
Duvy
Duvy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dobeng
Dobeng
Composer

Lyrics

(Outside, outside, outside) (Knowledge)
(Put it outside)
Please, take it easy, easy
Cuban on the link, Keezy (yeah)
You know they never could deceive me
All these whops made on the west end
Old money like pension
Yea, blessings
Thank the Lord for the blessings
Whoa, wait!
Come around, better use discretion
Young **** puttin' leg work
Fuck around, they gon' get the steppin'
Yea, bank account
Got the cheque, no correction
Tan white colour, the complexion
Put it on the strip wit' aggression
Mhm wait, all this water on me like Fiji
Got a bad bitch out in BC
She gon' pull the racks outta TD
Mhm (yeah), on point like CP
24 hours on the TV
They gon' pop out like it's 3D (whoa)
I tried to tell 'em, but they didn't wanna believe me
Casa modo, she want take a flick, tell the lil' bitch take it easy
Casa migos by the case, take it to the face, shorty getting freaky
Holla at my chase, he gon' get the place ordered on the CC
Pray my **** beat the case, free him out the cage, he never had it easy
Please, take it easy, easy
Cuban on the link, Keezy
You know they never could deceive me
All these whops made on the west end
Old money like pension
Yea, blessings (yeah)
Thank the Lord for the blessings
Come around, better use discretion
Young **** puttin' leg work
Fuck around, they gon' get the steppin'
Yea, bank account
Got the cheque, no correction (that's right)
Tan white colour, the complexion (huh)
Put it on the strip wit' aggression (yeah!)
Yea, yea, yea
It's on me, don't even matter
One call, they gon' move for me
My brudda know this walk down ain't new to me
Leg work
Shoot for the top, yea, head first
Got **** in the pen but lead burst
Still sending ones ain't no amber
Always keep one in the chamber
Told me shine, shandalere
I didn't even waste no time (no time)
Every day a **** be grindin', yea, yea
My heart feel like ice
Flooded with diamonds, yea, yea
He tryna make a new theme song
I'm tryna make a new hit song (yea, yea)
Gun shots anthem
Wheels on block, all black compact
Yea, that's my panther
I never cross my partnas
And I put my trust in the hollows
Please, take it easy, easy
Cuban on the link, Keezy (yeah)
You know they never could deceive me
All these whops made on the west end
Old money like pension
Yea, blessings
Thank the Lord for the blessings
Come around, better use discretion
Young **** puttin' leg work
Fuck around, they gon' get the steppin'
Yea, bank account
Got the cheque, no correction
Tan white colour, the complexion
Put it on the strip wit' aggression
Written by: Dobeng
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