Outlaws

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Webby] They know my name around, yeah We that gang in town, yeah We public enemy number one You know that danger's 'round No need to break it down, yeah Your only option left is to run [Chorus: Chris Webby] We some motherfuckin' outlaws, yeah Fresh off the wanted poster, little bitch We some motherfuckin' outlaws Yippie Ki Yi Yay, don't play, you don't wanna try this We some motherfuckin' outlaws Kick in saloon doors with a six-shooter on the hip We some motherfuckin' outlaws It's a god damn stick up, and trust we gon' leave here rich [Verse 1: Dizzy Wright] Give me everything you got Your hat, your shoes, your wallet, your watch Taking over and honestly I don't know how to be stopped, yo And I got six shots The coldest out most definitely and I'm surrounded by outlaws We come from the future where I've been ducking these downfalls But peace to the gods that don't dodge dialogue This six shooter's gotten this far so I'ma let it speak for me Talk to me and it's still installed They know my name 'round, I ran in the bank like "Lay down" Difference between me and you is dangerous my playground Who wanna try to be a hero today? Bob said "All law is illegal" and it got me feeling some way This a god damn stick up, bitch Grab some cash from the back You know what to fill the bags up with Public enemy number one, but in the future, they broadcast everything dumb They can't show it [Pre-Chorus: Chris Webby] They know my name around, yeah We that gang in town, yeah We public enemy number one You know that danger's 'round No need to break it down, yeah Your only option left is to run [Chorus: Chris Webby] We some motherfuckin' outlaws, yeah Fresh off the wanted poster, little bitch We some motherfuckin' outlaws Yippie Ki Yi Yay, don't play, you don't wanna try this We some motherfuckin' outlaws Kick in saloon doors with a six-shooter on the hip We some motherfuckin' outlaws It's a god damn stick up, and trust we gon' leave here rich [Verse 2: Dizzy Wright] I bust through the door with my allies With two guns so don't end up on my bad side Y'all don't know who y'all fuckin' with 'Cause we gon' chase them crazy bald heads Right out of this town, get found and they all dead I'm out of my mind, down the slide like bobsleds Running from me, you better be using God's legs Pardon me, I'm just supplying this written history Measured by the size of the standing army that's defending me Disrespect me, you can meet the same fate If it's time to go to war I got them roofies bug traced Test your luck and run into an unlucky runway I heard a rock and a hard place is just a Monday (Aw damn) Bounty on my head, hefty little cash prize Leaving here with everything 'cause this could be my last ride Must've took a wrong turn, it's confirmed When I'm gone the whole world will burn [Pre-Chorus: Chris Webby] They know my name around, yeah We that gang in town, yeah We public enemy number one You know that danger's 'round No need to break it down, yeah Your only option left is to run [Chorus: Chris Webby] We some motherfuckin' outlaws, yeah Fresh off the wanted poster, little bitch We some motherfuckin' outlaws Yippie Ki Yi Yay, don't play, you don't wanna try this We some motherfuckin' outlaws Kick in saloon doors with a six-shooter on the hip We some motherfuckin' outlaws It's a god damn stick up, and trust we gon' leave here rich