We outside

Bitch, hurry up and blow my ice, my ice

'Cause we outside

We outside, hold up, yeah

We outside, yeah, bow, hold up

We outside, yeah, hold up, yeah

We out, we out, we out, we out, we outside

And we rolling, hold up, yeah

I can't control it, bow, bow

And we rolling, oh yeah

We going up, choo-choo, choo-choo

'Cause my 'migos got me turnt, got some drugs, that's for my friend

We getting jiggy in this bitchin' lyric

That's my Henny' twin

I come through skipping like a crackhead with a bottle

Yeah, the jig

On left to right and right to left

I told him throw me back again

That's why my people say this ad it got me up

And I ain't stopping 'til I uh, uh, uh

Catch that nut

She titted by it, but not a doula

Even on the port-a-boy

This nigga rolling

His legs moving like a pair of nunchucks

Hold up, yeah, hold up

This nigga jiggy, yeah

Hold up, yeah

Yeah, she jiggy

We outside, yeah, hold up

I heard that whip

I see they turnt up to the max

Everybody getting jiggy

After party, yeah

I'm steady hollerin', better move

It's stupid, sir, get out of the way

You'll be a highlight on the news

All she do is wanna fuck

I told her, "Bitch, take off your shoes"

You see a double cup up in my head

You know I'm in my norm

My groove (we outside)

Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow

Bow, bow, bow, bow (we outside)

Hold up, bow, bow, bow

Roll it (we out, we out, we out, we out, we outside)

I can't control it

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up

Y'all ain't change it

Bitch, I'm sweating, my heart beatIng fast

They say dumb old Chris

Get me in the fuck out, man

But hold up, let me kiss this beat right quick

Hold up

Yeah, hold up

Shake it, drop it

Hold up, yeah, pack it

Don't forget my bottles, bitch

Grab all my bottles, now I pay a lot of money

Yeah