Outside

(albüm: Gran Turismo - 2019)

(Yeah, yeah
Jet Life, nigga
Yeah, Jet Life)
Scribble Scratch Records
(Statik Selektah)
Andretti, Statik Selektah, uh

Bracelet in the freezer, you ain't cold as these
A bitch need a limited time after I squeeze, gotta leave her
Reefer and a speedster, never leased one
That motherfucker mine, you see me in that driver seat
Huh? You lost your fucking mind? Bitch, you fucking blind?
This is real rap, this not no rap lies, I'm on my grind
You just online watching other rappers die
You just online watching twerk queens exercise
While I'm outside pushing mine
This Scribble Scratch BMW hatchbacks
With luggage racks, passports
Tennis courts at the Waldorf
Kentucky bluegrass with a canary yellow Porsche
How do you define a boss?
I took a loss and caught it off the backboard like an Atlanta Hawk
Hit 'em with the Dominique Wilkins tomahawk jam
Looking at the man right where I fucking stand
Lamborghinis when I land, take me to my dinner plans
Rolex on my steering hand, sick of hearing 'bout how ill I am
Bitches in my ear again, talking 'bout I'm realer than her man
Why you dissing him? I'm just chilling, man
Rolling sticks and dipping them in jam
Paddle shift the F1, I am the best one
They thought the rest was on my level but I fucking left 'em
Without a question
Rolling up the next one, I'm 'bout to bless one
Once Statik make a selection, I gotta wreck one

Yeah, yeah, while I'm outside
Yeah, yeah, while I'm outside
Yeah, yeah, while I'm outside
Yeah, yeah, yeah, while I'm outside
Yeah, yeah