Outside (feat. Rstles$)

I was just hanging outside, they fucked around and let me in it Watching my back when I ride, that five percent, my windows tinted I go speak my mind like Kanye then I'll let you finish I got to that pie and now they want a lil percentage Baby, I can't do no gimmicks All my haters dingy And I can't do no cheap hoes, I boujee out my bitches Out the mud now, can you dig it? Drop the pin and I'ma split it And I need my next bitch to have cake, yeah, I'm wishing Uh, Uh Show her the guala, she popping regardless I'm balling like Harden, keep a rocket in case Money today, I count it tomorrow, I lie to your honor I'm beating the case Jit in the paint and he got sprayed I don't give a f*ck if she got a bae Can't see me but I got face Smoking moon rock when I need Space I don't want her number but I want digits (Yeah) Pray to God that I stop sinning (Yeah) Smoke a J then I get jiggy Give a f*ck bout how you feeling (Yeah) Lil Wayne, I ain't got no ceiling Bro charge, they gotta appeal it These rat ass niggas be squealing Tie ya shoes, don't get caught slipping I got her singing on the weekend like a Starboy (Yessir) That little bitch gon pop a perc like an Altoid (That perc) Hit an opp in his own hood, that's uncalled for Yeah, you got a cool lil whip but you ain't bought yours Baby, I used to ride the metro, now the business boomin' Shawty all on my line like, "Who that hoe?", I said I'm clueless Heard them niggas saying that they made me, told 'em prove it Me and all the guys just took the lead, so now we cruising I was just hanging outside, they fucked around and let me in it Watching my back when I ride, that five percent, my windows tinted I go speak my mind like Kanye then I'll let you finish I got to that pie and now they want a lil percentage Baby, I can't do no gimmicks All my haters dingy And I can't do no cheap hoes, I boujee out my bitches Out the mud now, can you dig it? Drop the pin and I'ma split it And I need my next bitch to have cake, yeah, I'm wishing Uh, Uh (Let's Go!) Don't give a f*ck like I'm Ye Finna build an empire like Jay The other day, I was watching the throne Now I'm all up in the game Quit commentating, go get you some pay Got me a check, ran through it Ran it back up, no, I ain't foolish Could've been up, lil nigga you blew it, ugh I might just move out to Panama, these niggas losers (These niggas lame) Yeah, TrèBan like Steve Kerr, he stay with the shooters Yeah, got a chip on my shoulder, I just went and hit up my jeweler I hit your hoe then I went to Bermuda Kicking shit, you can call me Thomas Muller You can put all yo new shit in the sewer Yo momma saw me, she turned to a cougar Put yo drank on me, you know that I'm cooler Do this shit for the free bands in the future Oklahoma, I need my money sooner Desperate measures, I need me a ruler If I'm doing something, that shit gon be super We gon be up in a minute, hmm I was just hanging outside, they fucked around and let me in it Watching my back when I ride, that five percent, my windows tinted I go speak my mind like Kanye then I'll let you finish I got to that pie and now they want a lil percentage Baby, I can't do no gimmicks All my haters dingy And I can't do no cheap hoes, I boujee out my bitches Out the mud now, can you dig it? Drop the pin and I'ma split it And I need my next bitch to have cake, yeah, I'm wishing