Come Outside (feat. YTB Fatt)
Yarri
Huh (yeah, you know we be on that, we be on that)
I'm around so many pints right now nigga, this shit goin' hard on me
This shit larger than life, nigga
Pull up Hellcat or black truck, couldn't make my mind up
Nigga pulled up on the scene, it's like
I can't tell you what I pulled in, but I
I can tell you how I pulled up
Chain swanging, pants sagging, nigga, pistol poking it out
Butterfly doors when I open the car, nothing bu smoke bursting out (nigga)
I just got some gas, I'm mixin' pints from the pint god
Whole time thinking he high, he Karo'd out, nigga (whoo!)
Put a nigga my age beside me, let's see who pop it harder
Got my game from pimps, when it come to hoes, I knock 'em harder, nigga
They be telling me, "Chill, Fatt, you just a starter"
But I ain't know them white folks cuttin' a check, I can show two M's or larger
You say the biggest gangsta, I don't wanna hear it
I can show you how to make a hundred in a week, come get near me
Ooh
He ain't dyin' about this shit? Get him from near me
Every nigga around me ready to shh if they hear me
Come outside
Don't come outside
Don't come outside
Them niggas dying (hold on)
Don't give a fuck how niggas coming, we gone stand on it
Bust a bricky down in chunks and put my hands on it
Five hundred racks and change the watch, that's half a man on it
Walk a nigga down, he tried to run, bitch, I got a fan on me
26's, Forgiat's, it make the Wraith tall
Drop some dog shit on your top, them niggas' pape' small
Fetty Wap, this shit so pure, can't even take dog
I just bought a pint of Wock' for clean, this 'bout a eight ball
Got niggas askin' if it's love 'cause I got bro with me
Them niggas ain't gon' clap for shit, just like they show empty
A sloppy roll with five's and ten's, this like 450
Take a nigga chain while he performing, do a show with it
I've been trappin' on the six since we had Reggie 'bows
Got 50 on me in all 100's, this all Fetty pros
High off colors in my neck, it's got spaghettis on
Hate a pussy nigga that be telling and hate petty hoes, nigga
Come outside
Don't come outside
Don't come outside
Them niggas dying (hold on)
Huh (yeah, you know we be on that, we be on that)
I'm around so many pints right now nigga, this shit goin' hard on me
This shit larger than life, nigga
Pull up Hellcat or black truck, couldn't make my mind up
Nigga pulled up on the scene, it's like
I can't tell you what I pulled in, but I
I can tell you how I pulled up
Chain swanging, pants sagging, nigga, pistol poking it out
Butterfly doors when I open the car, nothing bu smoke bursting out (nigga)
I just got some gas, I'm mixin' pints from the pint god
Whole time thinking he high, he Karo'd out, nigga (whoo!)
Put a nigga my age beside me, let's see who pop it harder
Got my game from pimps, when it come to hoes, I knock 'em harder, nigga
They be telling me, "Chill, Fatt, you just a starter"
But I ain't know them white folks cuttin' a check, I can show two M's or larger
You say the biggest gangsta, I don't wanna hear it
I can show you how to make a hundred in a week, come get near me
Ooh
He ain't dyin' about this shit? Get him from near me
Every nigga around me ready to shh if they hear me
Come outside
Don't come outside
Don't come outside
Them niggas dying (hold on)
Don't give a fuck how niggas coming, we gone stand on it
Bust a bricky down in chunks and put my hands on it
Five hundred racks and change the watch, that's half a man on it
Walk a nigga down, he tried to run, bitch, I got a fan on me
26's, Forgiat's, it make the Wraith tall
Drop some dog shit on your top, them niggas' pape' small
Fetty Wap, this shit so pure, can't even take dog
I just bought a pint of Wock' for clean, this 'bout a eight ball
Got niggas askin' if it's love 'cause I got bro with me
Them niggas ain't gon' clap for shit, just like they show empty
A sloppy roll with five's and ten's, this like 450
Take a nigga chain while he performing, do a show with it
I've been trappin' on the six since we had Reggie 'bows
Got 50 on me in all 100's, this all Fetty pros
High off colors in my neck, it's got spaghettis on
Hate a pussy nigga that be telling and hate petty hoes, nigga
Come outside
Don't come outside
Don't come outside
Them niggas dying (hold on)
Credits
Writer(s): Chivez Smith, Cavon Deshun Paige, Nolan Griffis, Shane Berry
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