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mori briscoe – outside lyrics

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[intro]
glo made that beat
ftotf, go both ways, n+gga

[chorus]
n+ggas running, ducking when we bl!ckin’
i told kd throw, he ain’t gon miss it
hollows hit ’em, left a n+gga limpin’
bullets rip his face, it left ’em missin’ (yo, i spot ’em right there)
who that?
go bl!ck ’em if that n+gga woo back (woo k)
in the ville, tryna’ see where the woo’s at (woo k)
tired of spinning on opps who don’t shoot back (woo k)
[verse 1]
sh+lls split his t++th like a dentist
[?] periods like it’s a sentence
know a couple opps, who ain’t coming back, but they dead so we ain’t gon’ mention (he dead!)
i ain’t running down, [?] hawk ’em
hanging out the window, i ain’t walkin’
layin’ in his blood, now he coughin’
call up paramedics, they gon’ choke ’em
it’s a situation, i got situated, now i’m spinnin’ tryna’ make it lit
caught a n+gga lackin’ on the other side, man down, that’s another spliff (woo k)
i don’t need a dirty, probably do ’em dirty, i know milo always got the fifth
you ain’t hurt n0body, but you dropping rakes, so i’m ebk, eat a d+ck

[verse 2]
told [?] come spin, throw some
see [?] at work, blow some
n+gga, who did you clap? no one
how y’all talking and y’all don’t got no guns?
all these n+ggas is broke, dead pop
you ain’t walk on that block and send shots
hollows heat up his body, his head hot
talk on bro, now i’m smoking on dead opps
said they boom for boomer, i don’t see a shooter
how the f+ck they spinnin’ for they mans (boomer, boomer)
i don’t got the knockas, beat them with a scooter, couple n+ggas seen me and they ran
i know if i die, it’s a holiday
have my shooters flockin’ out the van
n+ggas on my d+ck, but i don’t really know them
probably f+ck they bm off the gram (treesha)
i got a (treesha)
she actin’ bad for a reason
and we totin’ (gleeshas)
act up and brodie gon’ leave ’em
for a fact, n+gga, we on dog time
you get clapped lacking if you outside
for a fact, n+gga, i’ma toss mine
we outside looking for a floss [?]
[chorus]
n+ggas running, ducking when we bl!ckin’
i told kd throw, he ain’t gon miss it
hollows hit ’em, left a n+gga limpin’
bullets rip his face, it left ’em missin’ (yo, i spot ’em right there)
who that?
go bl!ck ’em if that n+gga woo back (woo k)
in the ville, tryna’ see where the woo’s at (woo k)
tired of spinning on opps who don’t shoot back (woo k)