Outlaws lyrics

[Chorus: Yung Simmie]
I be by myself I don’t need nobody else
Wild Wild South n*ggas killin' so you gotta keep the choppa by your belt
I be money making, stop hating lil n*gga ‘cause it’s bad for your health
Bad b*tch on me now she holdin’ now she want me now she reaching for my belt
I blow the smoke I be puffing og
[?] stayin' high ‘cause you know I keep that sack on me
Bad b*tch from the south with a rude mouth wanna throw it back at me
I told her slide with her friends I be chillin’ if she wanna smoke pack with me

[Verse 1: Orion]
I was in the ‘lac wearing all black blowing down it back, can you hear me?
Why he wanted gas with the riff-raff look him in his eyes I can tеll that he femmy yeah
Uh need a stack I want plеnty
Money dance f*ck a fed come and get me
Teach a n*gga how to shine when he shady
The undercover, f*ck [?] baby
Money make a n*gga do 180
I done seen the drugs turn a n*gga cray
Had to change a n*ggas ways
Strategize with the plays
Now a n*gga get it out the booth like I’m Tom Brady
I was rolling with the gods no discussion
[A-Team get it popping] b*tch you love it
I remember when they laughed at a youngin’
Now I’m the one they calling papi cause I’m buzzing
[Chorus: Yung Simmie]
I be by myself I don’t need nobody else
Wild Wild South n*ggas killin' so you gotta keep the choppa by your belt
I be money making, stop hating lil n*gga ‘cause it’s bad for your health
Bad b*tch on me now she holdin’ me now she want me now she reaching for my belt
I blow the smoke I be puffing og
[?] stayin' high ‘cause you know I keep that sack on me
Bad b*tch from the south with a rude mouth wanna throw it back at me
I told her slide with her friends I be chillin’ if she wanna smoke pack with me

[Verse 2: K.A.A.N.]
What the sh*t you hear currently is upper f*cking echelon
I’ll do you like a b*tch and leave your body in the reservoir
My repertoire’s repetition
Regulate and roll out
[Incorrigibly invitin']
Never forging the alliance
Fallacies infatuated
Exaggerated imagination
I make many gracious you a greedy mo'f*cka
I’m a independent n*gga I don’t need these motherf*ckers
Isolated with a blunt like I don’t see these motherf*ckers, I’m
Killing and running around, I’m
Betting you loving the style, I’m
Giving the realest of flows, my
n*ggas are never composed, I’m
Literally in a mode
Where I massacre the metronome
A metamorphosis maneuver made it melodic
With modesty, modify it
My mind as I’m meditating
Constantly metaphoric to fire diction
Delivered deliberately articulate
Architectural sentence
A vicious verbal assassin
Assault your mind with a vision
Lawd
[Chorus: Yung Simmie]
I be by myself I don’t need nobody else
Wild Wild South n*ggas killin' so you gotta keep the choppa by your belt
I be money making, stop hating lil n*gga ‘cause it’s bad for your health
Bad b*tch on me now she holdin’ now she want me now she reaching for my belt
I blow the smoke I be puffing og
[?] stayin' high ‘cause you know I keep that sack on me
Bad b*tch from the south with a rude mouth wanna throw it back at me
I told her slide with her friends I be chillin’ if she wanna smoke pack with me