Load a clip and then i'm clearing it AMG im steering
It we was getting active really learning from experience
Never been to egypt but they tatting on them pyramids
Burning chronic pack till i'm delirious
Yall some down ass clown ass asking why so serious
She was blowing up my phone i act like i ain't hearing it
Smoke a pound dat loud ass chopper put the fear in them
Only comming over when she isn't on her period,
Mixing up my drugs I experiment
On another level they ain't nearing it
Always in my business y'all the feds y'all too curious
All my gang nefarious masked up acting all mysterious,
Even the opposition cheer for em him
Feeling paranoia and delirium
Mixing up my drugs I experiment masked up acting all mysterious
My youngin had to dump the gun in the lot
He play wit them and he must wanna get shot
They never hustled you ain't running the block fumes comming off the drugs in the pot
Cuddling hugging my glock jus say the number we pull up on his spot
Pouring up wok activist gotta whole quarter pint in the pop
He like mitch got rich pitching drop he might snitch might bend if they letting em talk
Jus say the number we pull up on his spot I do this for my dead cousins and my lil brother Josh
He might trip might flip might turned to cop
Let off a flic whole clip prolly never get off
Slump everyone clip narcoleptic i think i gotta death wish i wanna watch his head spin
We took the package to the pastor and he blessed it all these VV's I can see my own reflection
All my favorite rappers either dead or arrested
Got caught up in trafficking got held in correction i been in the stu tryna get my shit perfected
Freshest like a bubble bath and a breath mint pressing me and i bet he gone regret it
Pull up on the scene hollow points in all directions
All of these bitches lying so honesty is a treasure
If he isn't dying he probably on a stretcher
When i'm outside I gotta be wit my weapon when i'm outside I gotta be wit my weapon
Everybody complement me on my records i wake up to complementary breakfast
If he isn't dying he probably on a stretcher when i'm outside I gotta be wit my weapon
Load a clip and then i'm clearing it AMG im steering
It we was getting active really learning from experience
Never been to egypt but they tatting on them pyramids
Burning chronic pack till i'm delirious
Yall some down ass clown ass asking why so serious
She was blowing up my phone I act like i ain't hearing it
Smoke a pound dat loud ass chopper put the fear in them
Only comming over when she isn't on her period
Apex Wes - Outside Lyrics
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Load a clip and then i'm clearing it AMG im steering
It we was getting active really learning from experience
Never been to egypt but they tatting on them pyramids
Burning chronic pack till i'm delirious
Yall some down ass clown ass asking why so serious
She was blowing up my phone i act like i ain't hearing it
Smoke a pound dat loud ass chopper put the fear in them
Only comming over when she isn't on her period,
Mixing up my drugs I experiment
On another level they ain't nearing it
Always in my business y'all the feds y'all too curious
All my gang nefarious masked up acting all mysterious,
Even the opposition cheer for em him
Feeling paranoia and delirium
Mixing up my drugs I experiment masked up acting all mysterious
My youngin had to dump the gun in the lot
He play wit them and he must wanna get shot
They never hustled you ain't running the block fumes comming off the drugs in the pot
Cuddling hugging my glock jus say the number we pull up on his spot
Pouring up wok activist gotta whole quarter pint in the pop
He like mitch got rich pitching drop he might snitch might bend if they letting em talk
Jus say the number we pull up on his spot I do this for my dead cousins and my lil brother Josh
He might trip might flip might turned to cop
Let off a flic whole clip prolly never get off
Slump everyone clip narcoleptic i think i gotta death wish i wanna watch his head spin
We took the package to the pastor and he blessed it all these VV's I can see my own reflection
All my favorite rappers either dead or arrested
Got caught up in trafficking got held in correction i been in the stu tryna get my shit perfected
Freshest like a bubble bath and a breath mint pressing me and i bet he gone regret it
Pull up on the scene hollow points in all directions
All of these bitches lying so honesty is a treasure
If he isn't dying he probably on a stretcher
When i'm outside I gotta be wit my weapon when i'm outside I gotta be wit my weapon
Everybody complement me on my records i wake up to complementary breakfast
If he isn't dying he probably on a stretcher when i'm outside I gotta be wit my weapon
Load a clip and then i'm clearing it AMG im steering
It we was getting active really learning from experience
Never been to egypt but they tatting on them pyramids
Burning chronic pack till i'm delirious
Yall some down ass clown ass asking why so serious
She was blowing up my phone I act like i ain't hearing it
Smoke a pound dat loud ass chopper put the fear in them
Only comming over when she isn't on her period
It we was getting active really learning from experience
Never been to egypt but they tatting on them pyramids
Burning chronic pack till i'm delirious
Yall some down ass clown ass asking why so serious
She was blowing up my phone i act like i ain't hearing it
Smoke a pound dat loud ass chopper put the fear in them
Only comming over when she isn't on her period,
Mixing up my drugs I experiment
On another level they ain't nearing it
Always in my business y'all the feds y'all too curious
All my gang nefarious masked up acting all mysterious,
Even the opposition cheer for em him
Feeling paranoia and delirium
Mixing up my drugs I experiment masked up acting all mysterious
My youngin had to dump the gun in the lot
He play wit them and he must wanna get shot
They never hustled you ain't running the block fumes comming off the drugs in the pot
Cuddling hugging my glock jus say the number we pull up on his spot
Pouring up wok activist gotta whole quarter pint in the pop
He like mitch got rich pitching drop he might snitch might bend if they letting em talk
Jus say the number we pull up on his spot I do this for my dead cousins and my lil brother Josh
He might trip might flip might turned to cop
Let off a flic whole clip prolly never get off
Slump everyone clip narcoleptic i think i gotta death wish i wanna watch his head spin
We took the package to the pastor and he blessed it all these VV's I can see my own reflection
All my favorite rappers either dead or arrested
Got caught up in trafficking got held in correction i been in the stu tryna get my shit perfected
Freshest like a bubble bath and a breath mint pressing me and i bet he gone regret it
Pull up on the scene hollow points in all directions
All of these bitches lying so honesty is a treasure
If he isn't dying he probably on a stretcher
When i'm outside I gotta be wit my weapon when i'm outside I gotta be wit my weapon
Everybody complement me on my records i wake up to complementary breakfast
If he isn't dying he probably on a stretcher when i'm outside I gotta be wit my weapon
Load a clip and then i'm clearing it AMG im steering
It we was getting active really learning from experience
Never been to egypt but they tatting on them pyramids
Burning chronic pack till i'm delirious
Yall some down ass clown ass asking why so serious
She was blowing up my phone I act like i ain't hearing it
Smoke a pound dat loud ass chopper put the fear in them
Only comming over when she isn't on her period
Writer: Apex Wes
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