OUTSIDE

(álbum: PROFESSIONAL - 2021)

(Luca on the track)
(Traphouse Mob)
And shit get crazy when you come outside, you might need a vest, hey
We aim at ya chest, hey
Boy, this not a test, hey
Ooh, this not [?], hey
Ayy, ayy

I figured how to get it, no fumble, I love to finesse, hey
And shit get crazy when you come outside, boy, you might need a vest, hey
When people around was hanging, I knew all that shit was a test, ayy
And you know I'm an alien, I came out the rocket ship, why would I flex? Ayy
How could I not? (How could I not?)
When I pull out the big body Benz and the choppa to blow out the block
And she said that she had a boyfriend, but that stopped since she act like a thot
She said, "We gon' get caught"
I said, "Fuck it, why not?"
Holy shit, bad bitches here
Ass shaking, hey, do it, let me see
Mad liquor, sipping Hennessy
Bad bitches, they wanna be with me
I'm worth [?], ain't know she a goddess
Thank God I'm on, we came up and grinded
It's fuck the competitors, nigga, I promsie
If you is a pussy, I gotta be honest
Don't fuck with rats and you looking like Sonic, you dig?
Ain't talking hats, but we aim at your lid
I'm in the mall with the bands on my wrist
She off the Molly, she all on my dick