letra de outside - fattmack & lil rae
[intro: lil rae]
what’s chill with it?
ayy, it’s f-ck all these n-ggas if you ask me
y’all know what the f-ck goin’ on (nekkitz, ayy, this sh-t goin’ hard)
this sh-t here, n-gga, it’s me (kk, you made that sh-t)
[verse 1: lil rae]
if she screamin’ she outside, that’s not your vibe
how the h-ll he survive a headshot? i guess it’s not his time (okay)
seven-figure n-gga, i’m still out here slidin’ (huh)
if it ain’t no private jet, then i’m not flyin’
i got my b-tch in the car with me, that’s fine sh-t in the ride
he is not a demon, that boy puttin’ on facades (yeah, i’m back)
and i’m still on house arrest, but i sleep with a rod (baow, baow, baow)
them p-ssy n-ggas woke me up, i’m tryna smack some sh-t, on god
apple music tappin’ in, man, they like, “that n-gga lil rae hard”
everybody gon’ eat with me, you got a role, just play your part
on the road to riches, i’m tryna take my legacy far
gotta save some of this love with me, i put my heart in a jar
i might go to sleep geeked up (then i) then wake up on some fly sh-t (wake up on some fly sh-t)
can’t lie, your mama made some fine sh-t
he tried to run away, end up gettin’ his spine hit (run away)
i’m tryna see nothin’ but brains and blood, make sure his mind split (what the f-ck?)
[verse 2: fattmack]
n-gga, the maybach make me drive quick, quagen got me drowsy
this blunt hit like ronda rousey, i was still fine off these roxies
b-tch, i’m in love with your body, but i still love these rps way more
that n-gga know he broke as f-ck, when he pulled up, his chains was tucked
you ain’t know i was the one, treated me like i wasn’t nothin’
now i bet you wish you didn’t, your new n-gga lame as f-ck
when i ride, i got my gun, try to spin, you get wet up
you gon’ end up just like rob and that n-gga dead as f-ck
yeah, baby, we was young when we first fell in love
you like low-key calmed me down, i was off h-lla drugs
yeah, couldn’t add my card to your phone, all this sh-t off amazon
you can go buy what you want, it’s perks that come with bein’ mine
i hawked them n-ggas down and passed them at the finish line
so many shootouts i survived, sh-t, i can’t even count
i could’ve died like plenty times, crazy i’m still here right now
b-tch, you finer than expensive wine, i wish you was here right now
[outro: fattmack]
on god
yeah, yeah, fatt
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