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Outside Video (MV)




Performed By: G Herbo
Featuring: GloRilla, Mello Buckzz
Language: English
Length: 3:08
Written by: Brian Roke, Gloria Woods, Herbert Wright, Melanie Doyle




G Herbo - Outside Lyrics
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[ Featuring GloRilla, Mello Buckzz ]

Ayy
(Hemz)
Turn right on to Southwest 31st Street (ayy)

Make a left right here (right there), who you see outside? (skrrt)
How the opps keep dyin'? They don't be outside
We can't leave no witnesses, I don't got no mask
F*ck 'em, you don't see me with 'em, we don't got no ties
I'm gon' grind when they hate, I'm on time when they late
I'ma shine, rock diamonds, put this shit right in they face (ayy)
I was flyin' with that iron, gotta wait, I was on the chase (Go)
You and yours, me and mine, send a time and a place (what up?)
Drop the lo', vamanos, stop, go, cock and blow (baow)
Cop games, opp names, don't see ghosts, I don't know
Money went, I came, drugs came, drops came
Game came, thots came, choppers came, Glocks came

Hot outside, it's a homicide, ayy (you know that)
Where them killers at? Outside, okay (you know that)
Where my niggas at? Outside, ayy (he outside)
Where the bitches at? Outside, ayy (she outside)
Where the hoes at? Outside, okay (outside)
Where the bros at? Outside, okay (outside)
Where them poles at? They outside, ayy (outside)
Where lil' foenem at? They outside, ayy, ayy

Uh, I get to clappin' like the choir, now his family need a pastor
I don't play around with standards, my switch gon' shit hella faster (grrah, grrah-grrah-grrah)
You still learnin', stuck in high school, in the streets I got my masters (uh-huh)
It was funny 'til he got hit all in his mouth, I don't hear no laughter (uh, uh, boom, boom, boom, boom)
We outside and we stay on they blocks all day just like the hypes (what? What?)
Brr-brr, bird call got vultures comin' out at night (they comin' out)
Niggas talkin' all online, so when I see 'em it's on sight (that shit on sight)
You can't hang around the gang and get no green, you a black and white (you a black and what?)
This that rachet hood shit, me and foenem mix our alcohol (we mix tequila)
Sit back, kick my feet up, guess the opps ain't outside after all (they ain't on shit)
Free the guys, so they can come outside, yeah, I still pick up county calls (free the gang)
With the switches I'ma spray 'em and I bet his ass gon' fall, uh (his ass gon' fall)

Hot outside, it's a homicide, ayy
Where them killers at? Outside, okay (you know that)
Where my niggas at? Outside, ayy
Where the bitches at? Outside, ayy (she outside)
Where the hoes at? Outside, okay (outside)
Where the bros at? Outside, okay (outside)
Where them poles at? They outside, ayy (woo, woo, ayy)
Where lil' foenem at? They outside, ayy, ayy (GloRilla, ayy, ayy)

Outside where I be (yup), where I'm from? Tennessee (what's happenin'?)
Do it for the culture, I be feelin' like I'm Cardi B (Cardi)
I can't keep a nigga 'cause a nigga ass be hard to keep (f*ck 'em)
Livin' what I dreamed about, so that's why it be hard to sleep (mhm)
He made me cum, he got a bitch, no doubt she tried to cum for me (huh?)
Gave that ho that nigga back, I told her ass it wasn't that deep (uh-uh)
Up the score, I'm two and O, just like the feds, I did a sweep
We pop outside, them bitches tryna creep just when we hit the streets
What's your name? Big Glo and I bring out all the hoes (facts)
In other words, it cost a nigga's salary to book a show (give me that)
He like, "Where the hoes at?" I said, "Where your bros at?"
We poppin' out and poppin' shit, admit it, you gotta know that, on the gang

It's a homicide, ayy
Outside, okay
Outside
Outside
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English

Ayy
(Hemz)
Turn right on to Southwest 31st Street (ayy)

Make a left right here (right there), who you see outside? (skrrt)
How the opps keep dyin'? They don't be outside
We can't leave no witnesses, I don't got no mask
F*ck 'em, you don't see me with 'em, we don't got no ties
I'm gon' grind when they hate, I'm on time when they late
I'ma shine, rock diamonds, put this shit right in they face (ayy)
I was flyin' with that iron, gotta wait, I was on the chase (Go)
You and yours, me and mine, send a time and a place (what up?)
Drop the lo', vamanos, stop, go, cock and blow (baow)
Cop games, opp names, don't see ghosts, I don't know
Money went, I came, drugs came, drops came
Game came, thots came, choppers came, Glocks came

Hot outside, it's a homicide, ayy (you know that)
Where them killers at? Outside, okay (you know that)
Where my niggas at? Outside, ayy (he outside)
Where the bitches at? Outside, ayy (she outside)
Where the hoes at? Outside, okay (outside)
Where the bros at? Outside, okay (outside)
Where them poles at? They outside, ayy (outside)
Where lil' foenem at? They outside, ayy, ayy

Uh, I get to clappin' like the choir, now his family need a pastor
I don't play around with standards, my switch gon' shit hella faster (grrah, grrah-grrah-grrah)
You still learnin', stuck in high school, in the streets I got my masters (uh-huh)
It was funny 'til he got hit all in his mouth, I don't hear no laughter (uh, uh, boom, boom, boom, boom)
We outside and we stay on they blocks all day just like the hypes (what? What?)
Brr-brr, bird call got vultures comin' out at night (they comin' out)
Niggas talkin' all online, so when I see 'em it's on sight (that shit on sight)
You can't hang around the gang and get no green, you a black and white (you a black and what?)
This that rachet hood shit, me and foenem mix our alcohol (we mix tequila)
Sit back, kick my feet up, guess the opps ain't outside after all (they ain't on shit)
Free the guys, so they can come outside, yeah, I still pick up county calls (free the gang)
With the switches I'ma spray 'em and I bet his ass gon' fall, uh (his ass gon' fall)

Hot outside, it's a homicide, ayy
Where them killers at? Outside, okay (you know that)
Where my niggas at? Outside, ayy
Where the bitches at? Outside, ayy (she outside)
Where the hoes at? Outside, okay (outside)
Where the bros at? Outside, okay (outside)
Where them poles at? They outside, ayy (woo, woo, ayy)
Where lil' foenem at? They outside, ayy, ayy (GloRilla, ayy, ayy)

Outside where I be (yup), where I'm from? Tennessee (what's happenin'?)
Do it for the culture, I be feelin' like I'm Cardi B (Cardi)
I can't keep a nigga 'cause a nigga ass be hard to keep (f*ck 'em)
Livin' what I dreamed about, so that's why it be hard to sleep (mhm)
He made me cum, he got a bitch, no doubt she tried to cum for me (huh?)
Gave that ho that nigga back, I told her ass it wasn't that deep (uh-uh)
Up the score, I'm two and O, just like the feds, I did a sweep
We pop outside, them bitches tryna creep just when we hit the streets
What's your name? Big Glo and I bring out all the hoes (facts)
In other words, it cost a nigga's salary to book a show (give me that)
He like, "Where the hoes at?" I said, "Where your bros at?"
We poppin' out and poppin' shit, admit it, you gotta know that, on the gang

It's a homicide, ayy
Outside, okay
Outside
Outside
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Writer: Brian Roke, Gloria Woods, Herbert Wright, Melanie Doyle
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network

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