Anycia & Latto – BACK OUTSIDE Lyrics

BACK OUTSIDE Lyrics

Austin
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Huh? Okay
What? Alright, okay
Oh Lord, Jetson Made Another One
Okay

Huh? I’m back outside
Yeah, huh? N** done made me mad
Yeah, huh? N** done made me mad again
Okay, yeah

I’m a southside bitch to the grave (To the grave)
I’m a real ass bitch to the tomb (To the tomb)
Million-dollar convos on zoom (On zoom)
Get wet, I don’t gotta use lube (I don’t gotta use lube)
You a funny ass bitch, I’m rude (I’m rude)
Popped out with a brand-new dude
Popped out with a brand-new team (New team)
Walked in smell good, I’m tea

Pop percs all day, you burnt (Huh?)
Big bands on me, I’m turnt (Okay)
Big bands on me, I’m hell (Alright)
Outta ten I done broke the scale
Outta ten I’ma give him a five (Yeah, yeah)
On the 20, I’m swerving and gliding
Is you telling the business or riding? (Yeah, yeah)
Let him in it, he slipping and sliding
Pull up too fine, I’m that
Bitch, you been broke no hat (Huh?)
Ho, you been burnt, no cap
I’m turnt, I don’t need rap (Okay)
Can’t argue with bitches that’s hating (Alright)
Been begging for pussy, he waiting
He need it
Know Nene the reason he breathing, yeah

Huh? I’m back outside
Yeah, huh? N** done made me mad
Yeah, huh? N** done made me mad again
Okay, yeah

I’m a southside bitch to the grave (To the grave)
I’m a real ass bitch to the tomb (To the tomb)
Million-dollar convos on zoom (On zoom)
Get wet, I don’t gotta use lube (I don’t gotta use lube)
You a funny ass bitch, I’m rude (I’m rude)
Popped out with a brand-new dude
Yeah
Popped out with a brand-new team
Yeah, Big Latto
Walked in smell good, I’m tea
Yeah

Walked in, young bitch, I’m turnt
Got auntie hating, she burnt
Hoes talk, cool, well, what first?
They don’t ever want to talk ’bout a verse
Stop worrying ’bout the shit they type
‘Cause the same hoes see me and slurp
I’m a southside bitch to the grave
I’m a southside bitch to the hearse
Whew, skrrt
Hop out the g-wag, hop out the vert
Ms off brand deals Ms off merch
Got a bitch driveway looking like hercs
Skrrt, skrrt
I’on know how to sing but I’m her (Her)
I been tryna make my n** quit syrup (Syrup)
Now he tryna ring me like church
I’m a real ass bitch, can’t fold
I don’t even do my own damn laundry (Tuh)
I don’t even play like that
Count on one hand who done had a piece of this punani
And they saying that I rap my ass off
Turn around like I can’t tell, oh well
Lord forgive me, I’m giving them hell, tuh

Huh? I’m back outside
Yeah, huh? N** done made me mad
Yeah, huh? N** done made me mad again
Okay, yeah

I’m a southside bitch to the grave (To the grave)
I’m a real ass bitch to the tomb (To the tomb)
Million-dollar convos on zoom (On zoom)
Get wet, I don’t gotta use lube (I don’t gotta use lube)
You a funny ass bitch, I’m rude (I’m rude)
Popped out with a brand-new dude
Popped out with a brand-new team
Walked in smell good, I’m tea
Okay