Nobody Outside lyrics

[Verse 1: DudeyLo]
All the opps linkin’ up trying to diss on the guys
And we spinnin’ nobody outside
Oh I think they right there, I tell brodie rewind
Like we can’t let ‘em get off this block
6 deep on the hunt, we got on a bus
No Rosa Parks, we gon sit where we want
n*ggas dying, mommas crying
Like, I know they missing they sons
Like, I was outside every day taking risks
Like, I heard they pulled up with no grip
Ah, I heard they went home with no friend
Ah, Woo Lotti can’t come back again

[Verse 2: BBG Steppaa]
BigHead crashed mix him the hot hand
Hec was up in that car man hе not dead
They saying they got thе drop, I am not scared, like
Say they spinnin' my block, I am not scared
Free the whole set they got Pack and they got Fed
I hit his neck maybe back but not legs
Don’t play when we creep through the West cause I want the whole side dead
We gone teach his ass a lesson for dissin’ on our dead
Lil Dudey, Roscoe & Bloodie tryna clap on the Flocks
And that rapper that rep em’ the most heard he jacking the opps
And these n*ggas my brothers, if it’s f*ck what you jackin, it’s shot
And if he a Munn, we pluck him another Jack in The Box
Can’t catch him, we killing his brother or we wacking his pops
And he a fake crip put him under stop jacking the Wvttz
That n*gga my kid, I’ma son him but if he lacking we got him
Roll him up with the paper and grabba
[Verse 3: BLOODIE]
Other side all victims they always gettin’ hurt
Lotti, he mad that his mans in the dirt
He supposed to get signed, he got put in a hearse
Mama love crying, now she wearing that shirt
Bad b*tch let me pull on her skirt
Fat ass, ride the di*k like she twerk
Like I keep f*cking it after she squirt
Like I keep f*cking till that b*tch make me burst
Bow, I’ma creep in the park
Bow Bow, I’ma put it in park
Bow, cause I love how it spark
Cause everything dead when they see us in the dark

[Verse 4: Dudeylo]
Ahh Ahh, that’s the sound that you heard
Big gun make him fly he could see all the birds
When I’m tappin my face yeah I’m talking about Kurt
f*ck Matt, n*gga went out the worst
BBG came with them demons, I came with goblins
It’s a problem, you know we gon’ solve it
Like, call the plug, they’re like, “What’s on the market”
Put the dot to his head like a dolphin

[Verse 5: BBG Steppaa]
Lil Shark had died from a shot to his biscuit
Come and slide in that, ride on the guys I’ma flip it
And y’all lil n*ggas hiding, Bizzle tryna split sh*t
How y’all dropping pistols on a mission
Hell no this ain’t no nine, I could handle big sh*t
His location he dropped it on live he won’t make it to Christmas
Bang at him brodie a slob n*gga we on some crip sh*t
Only do facial and he survive he gon need a dentist
We heard they spun two times in a week
I got my gun, is you dumb, ain’t no running from me
Bro gave him one, bullets punching the seats
When I come better dump or you done ona G
Oh, he left his sh*t dumping, engine run with the key
Know we boutta have fun, bro the Munn or the V
Spot a n*gga, hit his pumpkin, we ain’t touching his feet
Put a hallow in his muffin, another dummy deceased