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back outside - anycia & latto lyrics

[intro: anycia]
(austin)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
huh?
okay, what? alright, okay
(oh lord, jetson made another one) okay

[pre*chorus: anycia]
huh? i’m back outside
yeah, huh? n*gga done made me mad
yeah, huh? n*gga done made me mad again (okay)
okay, yeah (why? why?)

[chorus: anycia]
i’m a southside b*tch to the grave (b*tch to the grave)
i’m a real*ass b*tch to the tomb (to the tomb)
million*dollar convos on zoom (on zoom)
get wet, i don’t gotta use lube (i don’t gotta use lube)
you a friendly*ass b*tch, i’m rude (i’m rude)
popped out with a brand new dude
popped out with a brand new team (team)
walked in, smell good, i’m tea

[verse 1: anycia]
pop percs all day, you burnt
big bags on me, i’m turnt
big bands on me, i’m h*ll
outta ten, i done broke the scale
outta ten, i’ma give ’em a five
on the 20, i swervin’ and glidin’
is you tellin’ the business or ridin’?
let him in and he slippin’ and slidin’
pull up too fine, i’m that
b*tch, you been broke, no hat
oh, you been burnt, no cap
i’m turnt, i don’t need rap (okay)
can’t argue with a b*tch that’s hatin’ (alright)
been beggin’ for p*ssy, he waitin’
he need it
know nini the reason he breathin’, yeah
[pre*chorus: anycia]
huh? i’m back outside
yeah, huh? n*gga done made me mad
yeah, huh? n*gga done made me mad again
okay, yeah

[chorus: anycia & latto]
i’m a southside b*tch to the grave (b*tch to the grave)
i’m a real*ass b*tch to the tomb (to the tomb)
million*dollar convos on zoom (on zoom)
get wet, i don’t gotta use lube (i don’t gotta use lube)
you a friendly*ass b*tch, i’m rude (i’m rude)
popped out with a brand new dude (yeah, huh)
popped out with a brand new team (yeah, big latto)
walked in, smell good, i’m tea (yeah)

[verse 2: latto]
walked in, young b*tch, i’m turnt
got auntie hatin’, she burnt
hoes talk who wore what first
they don’t never wanna talk ’bout a verse
stop worrying ’bout the sh*t they type
’cause the same hoes see me and slurp
i’m a southside b*tch to the grave
i’m a southside b*tch to the he*rs*
woo, skrrt
hop out the g wag’, hop out the vert
m’s off brand deals, m’s off merch
got a b*tch driveway lookin’ like hertz
skrrt, skrrt
i don’t know how to sing, but i’m her
i been tryna make my n*gga quit syrup
now he tryna ring me like chirp
i’m a real*ass b*tch, can’t fold
i don’t even do my own d*mn laundry
i don’t even play like that
count on one hand who done had a piece of this punani
and they sayin’ that i rap my ass off, turn around like, “i can’t tell”
oh well, lord forgive me, i’m givin’ ’em h*ll, tuh
[pre*chorus: anycia]
huh? i’m back outside
yeah, huh? n*gga done made me mad
yeah, huh? n*gga done made me mad again
okay, yeah

[chorus: anycia]
i’m a southside b*tch to the grave (b*tch to the grave)
i’m a real*ass b*tch to the tomb (to the tomb)
million*dollar convos on zoom (on zoom)
get wet, i don’t gotta use lube (i don’t gotta use lube)
you a friendly*ass b*tch, i’m rude (i’m rude)
popped out with a brand new dude (huh)
popped out with a brand new team
walked in, smell good, i’m tea (okay)

- anycia latto lyrics

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