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we outside - hitkidd lyrics

[intro: slimeroni]
(hitkidd, what it do, man?)
slime, ho
ayy

[chorus: k carbon]
we outside, we outside, we outside (we outside)
we outside, we outside, we outside (we outside)
we outside, we outside, we outside (we outside)
we crunk as f*ck, tell them b*tches we outside (we outside)
we outside, we outside, we outside (we outside)
we outsidе, we outside, we outsidе (we outside)
we outside, we outside, we outside (we outside)
we crunk as f*ck, tell them b*tches we outside (we outside)

[verse 1: slimeroni]
ayy, i put the p in i*m*p, got shooters with me like two*three
my n*ggas put a name and date on sh*t ’bout me like it’s id
they down to ride, we ridin’ deep
came from nothin’, now i got cheese (ayy)
still be standin’ in the trenches with some gucci on my feet
the hottest sh*t up in these streets, you touch my b*tches, you get beat
we ain’t worried ’bout no talkin’, that’s just promo for the free
we outside, no cdc, but we outside and ain’t sh*t cheap
b*tch, we pull up presidential in an all*black gmc
[verse 2: gloss up]
they talkin’ sh*t, but i bet a ho won’t run up (on god)
and we fixin’ faces, so lil’ b*tch, please don’t get done up
i’m always ahead, so these b*tches, they can’t keep one up (they can’t)
and we be them b*tches sober, they think we f*cked up (we not, ayy)
ayy, b*tch, we f*ck the club up, hood n*ggas love us
don’t wanna come down to the m, burnin’ sh*t like toasters (hah)
get put on a poster, keep the family closer
my whole city ridin’, b*tch, and i ain’t talkin’ rovers

[chorus: k carbon & aleza]
we outside, we outside, we outside (we outside)
we outside, we outside, we outside (we outside)
we outside, we outside, we outside (we outside)
we crunk as f*ck, tell them b*tches we outside (we outside)
we outside, we outside, we outside (we outside)
we outside, we outside, we outside (we outside)
we outside, we outside, we outside (we outside)
we crunk as f*ck, tell them b*tches we outside (we outside, a*l*e*z*a)

[verse 3: aleza & k carbon]
yeah, b*tch, i’m outside rollin’ ‘za and you know this a stolen car (skrrt, skrrt)
outside with my b*tches movin’ swiftly, they know who we are
runnin’ through these hundreds and these fifties so they pocket watchin’ (b*tch, i’m rich)
please don’t get delirious because i got this pocket rocket
i got n*ggas curious, they wanna taste this s*xy chocolate (he wanna see)
i don’t check for b*tches, hoes be wishin’, i just check deposit (b*tch, you wishin’)
outside with that sh*t on in my mode, they say i’m gettin’ c*cky (b*tch, i’m c*cky)
talk sh*t, you get spint on, my lil’ demons leave your sh*t sparkin’ (it’s carbon)
[verse 4: k carbon]
uh, we outside and we standin’ on business (business)
uh, leave one these rap b*tches p*ssy (p*ssy)
she tried to run, knocked out her kidney (come here)
’til the ho gone, we spinnin’ and spinnin’ (we spinnin’)
my cousin an opp, got whacked at the cookout (lil’ b*tch ass)
you n*ggas ain’t gangster, y’all be playin’ lookout (nope)
makin’ them posts got her little ass took out (ho)
a broke n*gga can’t come this way, boy, reroute (on god)
doin’ that woofin’, she thought i wouldn’t find her
knock a ho sh*t back, no recliner (get back)
outside fresh as f*ck in designer (on god)
nothin’ but rich n*ggas my lineup (give me that)
opp pack ‘wood, your n*gga gettin’ fired up (gas)
b*tches on shot clock and they time up
act like they don’t know who the hardest, make me remind a b*tch
lil’ ho

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