Outside (feat. Lex Aura, Lil Durk & Dave East)

Go get her, I'll be outside

Fuck the weather, I be outside

I keep a couple bands on me

I had to get 'em by my lonely

Go get her, I'll be outside

Fuck the weather, I be outside

I keep a couple bands on me

I had to get 'em by my lonely

Fettuccini fetching, mozzarella fella

Duffle bag, quarter million cash, tryna tell 'em

We grind together, shine together, homicide together

Ratted when they caught you like you'd rather do the time together

Sat it down briefly

Gave me time to get my mind together

Taking down amigo information, putting lines together

Should've took advantage

I was broke and would've sought whatever

Do it for my jurisdiction

That's who **** tryna better

I don't even tuck the chain

Bet you **** try it never

He accomplice in the sting

Bet you **** die together

Really outside for the doughy like never mind the weather

I be getting sick without slime

I need a pint of better

Go get her, I'll be outside

Fuck the weather, I be outside

I keep a couple bands on me

I had to get 'em by my lonely

Go get her, I'll be outside

Fuck the weather, I be outside

I keep a couple bands on me

I had to get 'em by my lonely

Outside, I don't be cooped up in that condo

Durk who, in the streets I'm John Doe

Money every week, I'm sending money off to Dede, Zoo and Rondo

Even with this status that I got, I keep that glizzy cocked

You don't dance, well this your chance

Bullets make you milly rock

I'm a Muslim with this pole

I be getting busy, ah

Taking trips up the highway

Hope the narcs don't try to stop me

I'm a high speed, what's going on?

They try to pop me

Ever heard that mac sound?

Thought of getting it caught on your background

Then you hear that clack sound

**** out here scheming

In the trenches with the demons

And if I say it then I mean it

Go get her, I'll be outside

Fuck the weather, I be outside

I keep a couple bands on me

I had to get 'em by my lonely

Go get her, I'll be outside

Fuck the weather, I be outside

I keep a couple bands on me

I had to get 'em by my lonely

I caught a couple licks outside

I turned crip outside

I was taught to spray the whole strip if ain't no kids outside

If **** couldn't find a kitchen, water whipped it outside

I'm lying, just need a stove and I could fix about nine

I learned to fight outside, they took my bike outside

Whatever in the game get robbed, if you shoot dice outside

Chicken wings and friend rice, I broke night outside

Fuck with these ****, I tried

In love with these bitches, I lied

I slide like I'm on roller skates

I hear you rapping about drugs, don't know how coke could taste

Jealous **** supposed to hate

Ain't get a change to re-up, fuck it, I sold 'em shake

Sixteen shots, Kobe rookie year

You holding eight Eastside

Go get her, I'll be outside

Fuck the weather, I be outside

I keep a couple bands on me

I had to get 'em by my lonely

Go get her, I'll be outside

Fuck the weather, I be outside

I keep a couple bands on me

I had to get 'em by my lonely