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 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
I was flying with that iron
Gotta wait, 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, aye
Where them killers at? Outside, okay
Where my niggas at? Outside, aye
Where the bitches at? Outside, aye
Where the whores at? Outside, okay
Where the bros at? Outside, okay
Where them poles at? They outside, aye
Where lil' foenem at? They outside, aye
Uh, I get to clappin' like the choir
Now his family need a pastor
I don't play around with standards, my switch gon' 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
Bird call, got vultures coming out at night
Nigga talking all on live, so when I seem them it's on sight
You can't hang around the gang and get no green, you in 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 some' to sprinkle, wanna bet his ass gone fall
Hot outside, it's a homicide, aye
Where them killers at? Outside, okay
Where my niggas at? Outside, aye
Where the bitches at? Outside, aye
Where the whores at? Outside, okay
Where the bros at? Outside, okay
Where them poles at? They outside, aye
Where lil' foenem at? They outside, aye, aye
Outside, rap beat
Where I'm from Tennessee
Do it for the culture, I be feeling like I'm Cardi B
I can't keep a nigga 'cause a nigga 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 whore that nigga 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 us when we hit the streets
What's your name? Big Glo and I bring out all the whores
In other words, it cost a nigga salary to book a show
He like where the whores at? I say where your bros at?
We popping out and popping shit, a nigga gotta know that, on god
It's a homicide
Outside
Outside
Outside
