Outside ft. Cinco Cash Lyrics

I'm Off the henny im on fuck shit

Make a wrong move in this bitch

Gotta dump blick

The stick gotta dumb kick

Ayee shoutout to tht one chick

Forgot her name

But saved her in my phone under slut bitch

She suck it till the cum drip

Me an glo been fucking niggas hoes since the Trukfit

For the bros I'll pull up at yo door on that one shit

We the ones in the city really havin motion

Can't believe she lied to me her Pussy like the ocean

Niggas really middle man

Playing Both sides a get you killed

And ion fear a man

They comin for that doe boy

Sliding in a mini van

Spin again and spin again

How you mad at me about yo bitch

She was on da kidd

Keep that shit in private

Ain't gone speak bout the things we did

Gotta move in silence

Put the silencer up on the stick

Nigga who want smoke with me

I stump em out

Like Nardo wick

Cinco he be hiding

Nigga Never be up in the mix

Bitch I'm thinkin money fingers itchin

Need a hunnid M's

Every bitch I felt was special

Fucked her raw and drop her gems

Naw I damn near lied

Without a condom I ain't goin in

Better lace yo cleats in the field

You Gotta stay on ten

Niggas really broke ain't got no hustle

But he wanna win

Circle already filled with big gorillas

We can't let em in

Push up if you got a issue With me

Tell me what it is

You gone make me put that belt on you

Ain't gone play with kids

You know we be outside

They know not to come playing with my side

Gave em chance when i set aside my pride

Now I'm on some fck shit

Whoever verses us shit

I ain't wit being buddy buddy with Niggas anyway

If it ain't the gang that you claim then you just in the way

Know if i came then the flame right wit me in the place

She gave me brain when i came i left it in face

Fucking up her lace hitting from the back

She just got it done i pay to send her back

Pussy on my tounge i paided to get it waxed

My hoe keep asking for my phone i tell the bitch relax

I ain't ducking shit but my side hoes

Tell em that i love em they believe me but i lied tho

Once i kill the pussy leave her mourning like Alonzo

Baby mom a kill you if she catch us baby God knows

Running thru two-sixty with a stick in the blicky

Aim it at whoever think they slick get em sticky

They know where I'm at i dropped the pin come and get me

If i go then it's my time but bet a bitch coming with me

Ready or not

They make a move we gotta prove

My niggas readying chops

What side you choose Cause I'm confused

Already readied the Glock

Just gotta choose When imma shoot

Already steadied the shot

Hit a nigga from a mile away

Die bitch nigga die

It's a disaster

Switch on the back of the heater to send em faster

Switch at the back of you niggas like I'm ya master

Pick anybody I'll beat 'em I'm not a rapper

That's light

Too light