Nigga we, Outside...
We got money
We belong here
Vibe like
You play this song here
After a long year
While we on ten
And We all in
Throwin shit up until it get familiar
We'll Make it rain and then forget the ceiling off
I'm Tryna find some shit
To make a killin off
Nigga I swear We, outside
In nem comfy shoes n the lawn chairs
Bunch of niggas wit the long hair
Finally move like we belong here
Black cars for the red jackets
All this bread stackin
Like a Pringle pack
They gon fuck around and bring the bully out
Ask shorty ass wher dem singles at
Cuz I'm... outside
Now we... outside
Nigga we... outside
Outside!
I'm outside in the vibe is lit
I'll be out till like 5/6
I Had to make sure the high legit
Cuz a Fight just happened all kind of shit
Man we Tryna get safe
We just got a few plates
Only brought a few eighths wit us
Ain't rollin no papers up
This a Windy City
It's All cigars stop playin wit us
Fast cash cuz my numbers up
Ok Set the scene
Couple women just checked the weave
See her hand and they check for rings
Try to Teach a nigga
Fore you treat a nigga like he broke
Cuz when he get some money
He gone treat her like a hoe
Stop lookin at them niggas
For it turn into a go
Cuz a nigga do it better
Fore a nigga lose control
Outside hair Done
I ain't tryna be alone
Outside care free
I be feelin like I'm home
Nigga
Leave dem boys alone nigga
I swear niggas fuckin wit da wrong niggas
I swear I'm from opilla n we grown nigga
I swear my mama worked enough for 5 niggas
I Saw my daddy er night thas my nigga
All my niggas Stack 4 but thas 5 nigga
We all walked in loud no surprise wit us
Its confirmed u can see it in my eyes nigga
Nigga we, Outside...
We got money
We belong here
Vibe like
You play this song here
After a long year
While we on ten
And We all in
Throwin shit up until it get familiar
We'll Make it rain and then forget the ceiling off
I'm Tryna find some shit
To make a killin off
Nigga I swear We, outside
In nem comfy shoes n the lawn chairs
Bunch of niggas wit the long hair
Finally move like we belong here
Black cars for the red jackets
All this bread stackin
Like a Pringle pack
They gon fuck around and bring the bully out
Ask shorty ass wher dem singles at
Cuz I'm... outside
Now we... outside
Nigga we... outside
Outside!
Outside!
There's a certain way
To do all business
I hope that it's solid
For y'all niggas sake
Cuz Im a brawl winner
And can't no one know I'm involved wit it
Im posed to evolve wit it
But them problems just gotta get solved
So u understand right
We gettin them bands right
You know wit them brands charge
We tryna pop out
In some shit wit the top off
For da Chicken and hot sauce
Have her topless in top golf
While she dance wit her socks off
Y'all don't hear me doe
We tryna wild out
In some shit bring a crowd out
For da chicken and sourdough
For da bish wit da loud mouth
In da front row
Y'all don't hear me doe
Whole lotta cash in the bag
We gotta go we gotta blast
Whole lotta foot on the gas
Whole lotta strippers wit ass
I'm finna dribble her heart
I'm finna triple the cash
They ain't lemme get in my bag
Now I'm finna get in my bag
I ain't gotta live in they box
We'll really get on they ass
Fuck
♪
Nigga we, Outside...
We got money
We belong here
Vibe like
You play this song here
After a long year
While we on ten
And We all in
Throwin shit up until it get familiar
We'll Make it rain and then forget the ceiling off
I'm Tryna find some shit
To make a killin off
Nigga I swear We, outside
In nem comfy shoes n the lawn chairs
Bunch of niggas wit the long hair
Finally move like we belong here
Black cars for the red jackets
All this bread stackin
Like a Pringle pack
They gon fuck around and bring the bully out
Ask shorty ass wher dem singles at
Cuz I'm... outside
Now we... outside
Nigga we... outside
Outside!