A1 Trap - Outside (feat. ØG Dee)

Brand new glock so it ain't no way that you safe out hea
Yeah we making plays like madden, but we ballin' like 2k out hea
Og say to have two sticks, two ks out hea
Riding right or wrong, or black or white we see nothing but grey out hea
Niggas cannot come outside
They hate on me i dont know why
That bitch gon fuck on me and the whole gang she do it while we slide
Its been so long since i done cried
Can't speak on that, gon keep it quiet
Heart been cold ass ice but i still had a feel to keep that fye
I'm getting too cocky
Youngan been outta his body
I'm feeling like fuck errybody
Try me, thats a way you can d-i-e
Counting up bread no way you can buy me
I buss down the teeth when i smile its shining
I walk in the room you see nothing but diamonds
Too hard with this shit ion even be trying
She ain have time for ya she was too busy lying
Brand new glock i swea nobody safe
I got too many racks put that shit in the safe
They get on the gram, copy and paste
Yeen talkin' to me nigga stay in yo place
Been dreaming bout beamers, dreaming bout wraiths
It ain't no way that you safe out hea
Nah it dont sit right wit em, these niggas they can't stand this shit
Yeah they hate the fact that A1 running up some bands and shit
Ain't got time to kick it i got buss down on my hands and wrist
In the room he been a rat, he tellin on his mans and shit
Brand new glock so it aint no way that you safe out hea
Yeah we making plays like madden, but we ballin' like 2k out hea
Og say to have two sticks, two ks out hea
Riding right or wrong, or black or white we see nothing but grey out hea
Niggas cannot come outside
They hate on me i dont know why
That bitch gon fuck on me and the whole gang she do it while we slide
It's been so long since i done cried
Can't speak on that, gon keep it quiet
Heart been cold ass ice but i still had a feel to keep that fye
Yeah, see i keep that fye when i ride
Fuck around be a homicide
These niggas can't come outside, nah
Night time, day time it dont matter see his ass 100 rounds
Who around they around fuck em all gone head gun em down
Aye and i been on some evil shit
Pop out with these 2 glocks on me quick to do a bitch
And twin got that choppa dat bitch shoot a whole 60
But fuck that beef come cop a bag we give u low price on dat ticket
Brand new glock so it aint no way that you safe out hea
Yeah we making plays like madden, but we ballin' like 2k out hea
Og say to have two sticks, two ks out hea
Riding right or wrong, or black or white we see nothing but grey out hea
Niggas cannot come outside
They hate on me i dont know why
That bitch gon fuck on me and the whole gang she do it while we slide
Its been so long since i done cried
Can't speak on that, gon keep it quiet
Heart been cold ass ice but i still had a feel to keep that fye
Nah it dont sit right wit em, these niggas they cant stand this shit
Yeah they hate the fact that A1 running up some bands and shit
Aint got time to kick it i got buss down on my hands and wrist
In the room he been a rat, he tellin on his mans and shit

Written by:
Desean Ross, Jonathon Winbush

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