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Outsider (feat. King Swank & Wiggz)

by Daark

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You and me is fucking opposites Pull up to the party and start mobbing shit Flip the script Get to sliding Moves you can't predict Came on yo own we ain't trying to click You and me is fucking opposites Pull up to the party and start mobbing shit Flip the script Get to sliding Moves you can't predict Came on your own we ain't trying to click Roll the spliff Backwood paper Someone pass the lighter Asking where you from You's an outsider Asking where you from You's an outsider Yeah yeah Asking where you from You's an outsider Marco Polo Pass that blunt hit no more Hotbox Fasho Smoky need H20 Slide Hold on Ain't no space in the back bro Yes there is nigga I need my fegi Fegi Fegi Fegi Fegi Six stones on me make em disappear One was with his mother One was in the mirror WIGGZ a unknown substance Poison in the air This that toxic shit Goodbye yogi bear You think you up with me Stop you can't compare You brainwashed by the gimmick Them frequencies make you listen Watch all the shit that they throw at you Messages ain't that hidden My bars loaded My brain is golden He said he pocking I say he choking I'm like fuck it keep performing When the time come we'll catch em outside crawling Stomach and chest burning Haha balling Back to this music This my calling I hear a beat And go all in Roll the spliff Backwood paper Someone pass the lighter Asking where you from You's an outsider Asking where you from You's an outsider Yeah yeah Asking where you from You's an outsider You and me is fucking opposites Pull up to the party and start mobbing shit Flip the script Get to sliding Moves you can't predict Came on your own we ain't trying to click Put your cups up Run it till your luck's up Funny when you talk tough Running when the clock struck Midnight nine guess you're stuck up Wouldn't couldn't touch us Tourists all among us Turn away or it's a ruckus Got my blood up And then I send the floods out Washing suds out Keep away from mud mouths Yeah you better run South Jogging till the sun's up Crawling for the clues that you were here But there were none found You can slide if you want Cover me take a glide Let some eyes run amok What you see open wide We can hide in the brush Hold the key keep it quiet Getting wild if we want Take a spree on the side You and me is fucking opposites Pull up to the party and start mobbing shit Flip the script Get to sliding Moves you can't predict Came on your own we ain't trying to click Roll the spliff Backwood paper Someone pass the lighter Asking where you from You's an outsider Asking where you from You's an outsider Yeah yeah Asking where you from You's an outsider

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