Outside Lyrics

We posted outside
With the team, bitch, we might have to slide
Diamonds all on me, bitch, shorty said that I'm so fly
We be on the scene, pull up you might die
Keep one tucked, all times
Fuck what you think, I cash out from making rhymes
Fuck what you think, I been riding in a lime
If he talkin' get him quick, that's a vine
She say that she leavin' but she call me every time
Woah, I know that she gon' call me back tonight
Hope you don't pull up, you might get whacked tonight
With your bitch at the crib, she a snack tonight
I can't make this up, I'm spittin' some facts tonight

I can't make it up, I just pulled up in Rover truck
Feel like balling out, heard your mom was tryna, what, yeah
(Heard your mom was tryna fuck)
Yeah, what
Yeah, what