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outside - young devyn lyrics

[intro: young devyn & fivio foreign]
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grrt, baow
huh, yeah
woo, yeah
ayy, huh, baby goat
listen, look

[verse 1: young devyn]
i don’t gotta talk much
you puttin’ up work but you claimin’ you bossed up (how?)
see, i’m from the jungle, gutter, in the field, but i promise i never been crossed up (nah)
but my hundreds is blue like we all cuz’, ain’t no smoke when they see me, it’s all sucks
if i catch another guy from the other side, if it’s up, then we all stuck (grrt, baow, baow, baow)
gang*gang gon’ move ’em like jagger (skrrt)
[he’ll group 0:27 ?] but he do it right after (woo)
one*two woo and my ooter gon’ blast ya
thought you was tough because you came a rapper
wait, put that kid on the plasma
if i don’t got it, brodie put the bag up (grr)
cop me some diamonds, pinky on alaska (woo)
he do like luggage, boy, you gettin’ packed up, listen (hol’ up)
i met shorty that be in the trenches, but still makin’ twenty a day (no cap)
if you ain’t know, it’s opposition k, think fast, no bread, then get up out my face
straight out the east where you find me (you find me)
used to live in the flossy and grrt in the ’90s
look, just lil’ baby, go shine it (woo), had to ice up the carti’, i’m always on timin’
heard your lil’ song, that’s cute (that’s cute)
jumpin’ out for no diss, let me see what that do
you the hottest in the what? that’s cool (no cap)
did i tell you who to top? young devyn, that’s who (ayy)
big dope when i step in that room (woo)
everybody talk hot ’til this cl!ck*clack boom (boom)
playin’ with the guys is a real bad move
and it’s always on my side like a hip tattoo (woo)
see, i’m a pretty face but get ugly (uh*huh)
i got a little waist, but don’t touch me (uh*huh)
baby, just kick it back like it’s rugby (uh*huh)
oppers be devyn k but still bump me (woo)
i got the streets in the wire
no alicia, this girl is on fire
shorty was all in my page, inspired
there’s really nothin’ you can say when you hot (no cap)
[pre*chorus: young devyn]
’cause i make ’em moody (what?)
none of ’em can’t pursue me
look at my vibe, look at my opps (woo)
really come make ’em groupies (look)
they wanna spit, tragic (tragic)
he was there, now he gone, magic (magic)
baby, i’m from a different fabric (what?)
when i diss, gotta catch me in traffic (baow)

[chorus: young devyn & fivio foreign]
’cause i’m outside today (ayy, no cap, haha)
i do not vibe the wave (no wave, yessir)
they told me i wasn’t gon’ step (yeah, you know i’m strong as f*ck)
but i’m outside today (outside, let’s do it)
i’m outside today (brr, it’s fivi’)
i do not vibe the wave (woo, ha)
they told me i wasn’t gon’ step (you’re dead)
but i’m outside today (look, look)

[verse 2: fivio foreign]
they said i’m fivio foreign, take a percocet, it turn my body on
close my eyes and i go to a higher form
said we ain’t drillin’, n*gga, f*ck is you think is you lyin’ on, n*gga?
f*ck what you think n*ggas dyin’ for?
i got a new gun, i gotta tie it on
caught a new charge for a firearm, if he want a gun, i go and buy it for him
i know i look good, but don’t touch me, i had to cut her off, she’s too fussy
she give me sloppy*toppy, it get yucky, every time she see me, she wanna haunt me
i tell her, “no” (i tell her, “no”)
tell the promoters, i need a hundred a show
you can wire me a hundred before
and a hundred on scene when i walk in the door (ah)
i’m always on time when i stepped for the briefs
got a hundred in chains, it’s a regular meet
tell a lil’ n*gga shoot, he start wettin’ his tee
he don’t know how to drill, he just wettin’ his tee (boom)
but he finished the job (uh, job, he finished the job, look, huh)
i love my demons and i get it involved
he grab the gun, he just gettin’ in cars
he walkin’ up, now he ain’t ‘head from far
shooter with me when i set the bar
gotta mention the hitch when you mention the squad
i say a prayer ‘fore i send him to god
we on a mission, look (we on a mission)
huh, we on a mission, n*gga, look (we on a mission, n*gga)
keep bein’ with me, no splittin’ n*ggas
if i pay him the money, he hit n*ggas (baow, baow, baow)
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[pre*chorus: young devyn & fivio foreign]
’cause i make ’em moody (huh)
none of ’em can’t pursue me (uh)
look at my vibe, look at my opps (woo, woo)
really come make ’em groupies (baow)
they wanna spit, tragic (tragic)
he was there, now he gone, magic (magic)
baby, i’m from a different fabric (what?)
when i diss, gotta catch me in traffic (baow)

[chorus: young devyn]
’cause i’m outside today (what?)
i do not vibe the wave (no way)
they told me i wasn’t gon’ step
but i’m outside today (outside)
i’m outside today (brr)
i do not vibe the wave (woo)
they told me i wasn’t gon’ step
but i’m outside today (hol’ on, grrt, baow)

- young devyn lyrics

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