G Herbo – Outside Lyrics

 

Outside Lyrics

 

Make a left right here
Who you see outside?
How the opps keep dying?
They don’t be outside
We can’t leave no witnesses
I don’t got no mask
Fuck ‘em, you don’t see me with ‘em, we ain’t got no ties

I’m gone grind when they hate
I’m on time when they late
I’ma shine, rock diamonds
Put this shit right in they face
I was flying with that iron
Got away, I was on the chase
You and yours, me and mine, send a time and a place
Drop the lo’, vamanos
Stop, go, cock and blow
Cop games, opp names
Don’t see ghost, I don’t know
Money went, I came
Drugs came, drops came
Gang came, thots came
Choppas came, Glocks came

Hot outside, it’s a homicide (Ay)
Where them killers at? Outside (Okay)
Where my n***** at? Outside (Ay)
Where the bitches at? Outside (Ay)
Where the hoes at? Outside (Okay)
Where the bros at? Outside (Okay)
Where them poles at? They outside (Ay)
Where lil’ foenem at? They outside (Ay)

Uh, I get to clappin’ like the choir
Now his family need a pastor
I don’t play around with standards, my switch gone shoot shit hella faster
You still learning, stuck in high school
In the streets I got my master’s
It was funny till he got hit all in his mouth, I don’t hear no laughter
We outside, and we stay on they blocks all day just like the hypes
Brrr-brrr
Bird call, got vultures coming out at night
N***** talking all online, so when I see ’em it’s on sight
You can’t hang around the gang and get no green, you are black and white
This that ratchet hood shit, me and foenem mix our alcohol
Sit back, kick my feet up, guess the opps ain’t outside after all
Free the guys so they could come outside, yeah I still pick up county calls
With this switch it’s something to sprinkle, when I bet his ass gone fall, uh

Hot outside, it’s a homicide (Ay)
Where them killers at? Outside (Okay)
Where my n***** at? Outside (Ay)
Where the bitches at? Outside (Ay)
Where the hoes at? Outside (Okay)
Where the bros at? Outside (Okay)
Where them poles at? They outside (Ay)
Where lil’ foenem at? They outside (Ay, ay)

Outside, wrapped up
Where I’m from, Tennessee
Do it for the culture I be feeling like I’m Cardi B
I can’t keep a n**** ’cause a n**** ass be hard to keep
Living what I dreamed about so that’s why it be hard to sleep
He made me come, he got a bitch
No doubt, she tried to come for me
Gave that hoe that n**** back I told her, “Ass it wasn’t that deep”
Up the score, I’m 2 and 0
Just like the feds, I did a sweep
We pop outside, them bitches tryna creep, that’s when we hit the streets
What’s your name? Big Glo, and I bring out all the hoes
In other words, it cost a n**** salary to book a show
He like where the hoes at? I say where your bros at?
We popping out, and popping shit, a n**** gotta know that
On the gang

It’s a homicide
Outside, hey
Outside
Outside