2boot - I'm Outside Lyrics

Haha
Damn
Gang
Grrr

Nigga, f*ck the opps
Damn
Come outside, bitch
We slide around, we got like hella sticks

And all my niggas strapped up with this glizzy
And it gotta switch
Put Two titties on the blizzy
And we pop out tryna hit some shit

Nigga, they be bitches
And they broke, they need to get a fix
Down bad on my ass, I had to boss up
I had to take some shit

We gone run down with that mask
We got the gloves, we love to take a risk
I'm high as f*ck, I'm in the club
I got my gun, I'm never lackin bitch

I seen this bitch right in the club
And now he mad cause I done took his bitch
Got her booty clappin' like these pistols
Bitch, I love that action shit

MBN, we really stand on business
We be whackin' shit
Ain't no rules up in the streets, lil' nigga
Yeah, we might just snatch your kid

I'm not even talkin' football
Bitch, I'm in the field
You better duck ya wig
Graveyard shift we stompin' shit

These switches sound like thunder, bitch
These .562s gone humble jit
Gave that boy the ball, he fumbled it
Purple Runtz I'm smokin' it

Can't smoke with me if you smokin' mids
I don't f*ck with trolls, I don't f*ck with kids, I Might smoke a black, but never smoke a cig
Damn, these niggas bitches, man, they hoes

When I pop out all black off that Perky, I'm on go
I think my G26 make music, it's gon' blow
My dawg had called him at the Walmart, yeah, we up the score

We slide around, we got like hella sticks

And all my niggas strapped up with this glizzy
And it gotta switch
Put Two titties on the blizzy
And we pop out tryna hit some shit

Nigga, they be bitches
And they broke, they need to get a fix

Bitch, I'm in the club
I got like 50, come and take that shit

All these blues, I look like Nipsey
But 2boot, he ain't no walkin lick
I need this hoe who stay in Cali
And she fly out just to eat this dick

Know I stand on business
Keep it P, cause I don't pay for shit
I might hit the parlay, switch my name
Cause I can't play that shit

Niggas, they be switchin' for some fame
I swear I hate that shit
Speaking on my name, I blow your brain
They can't even tame the kid

You might think we masters
How we pop out tryna hang a kid
Damn,
We slide around, we got like hella sticks

And all my niggas strapped up with this glizzy
And it gotta switch
Put Two titties on the blizzy
And we pop out tryna hit some shit

Nigga, they be bitches
And they broke, they need to get a fix