Outside

[Intro: Millyz]

(Statik Selektah)

Yeah, Statik

You know this an honor for me, man

I was just out in Houston too

Slide around Travis

You know?

Stopped at that Trill Burger, it's nothing like it

At all

[Verse 1: Bun B]

Say

When I get on the microphone in the room

You already know that I'm 'bout to set the tone in the room

So make sure they got the throne in the room

So as far as all the kings go, they know that I'm all alone in the room

If it's time to set the table, bring the finest of china out

'Cause these the type of nights that we gon' hustle and grind about

It's grown folks' business, so we kickin' the minors out

And it's nothing to be complaining nor whining 'bout

The fellas are G'd up from the feet up with the diamonds out

And you find the kind of women around at a finest house

So from the Dirty South to the East Coast

We the type of dudes that you keep close

That make the coffee deep roast

Keep the heat close

So when we heat toast, it's way past edible

Check my reputation, the threat is credible

Press the pedal to the metal 'til that motherfucker's mashed

Trillstatik 3, no fuckin' cap, it's all fuckin' facts

[Chorus: Mia Jae]

Yeah, we really outside

Got a neck full of gold and the hoes know we really outside

Got a pocket full of dough, call the bros 'cause we really outside

Diamonds dancin' on my chain

Poppin' bottles of champagne

Everybody knows my name

'Cause we really outside

[Verse 2: Millyz]

Look, two hundred thousand on a Maybach, that's a decent price

It's crazy how your dreams'll give you sleepless nights

To be precise, I chopped the fifties off a piece of white

And I got my whole city high before I got to reach these heights

Jesus Christ, when they cross you, it get brutal

Gotta pick a side, they gon' knock you off for bein' neutral

Perc' 10s was in my bloodstream, contractin' my pupils

Now I'm on livestreams and gettin' plaques from YouTube

Holy water 'round my neck, it's time to splash on 'em

My shoulders hold a lot of weight, I just put mass on 'em

Independent hustler, hundred thousand cash on him

Kiss'll bet his last on him

States, hit the gas on 'em (Swerve)

In honor of the Pimp, I pour an eight of juice

I'm hater-proof, my youngins huntin' like the sabertooth

Amazing truth, they tried to stop him, but he made it through

And we ain't tryna make a truce, a headshot'll paint his roofs

[Chorus: Mia Jae]

Yeah, we really outside

Got a neck full of gold and the hoes know we really outside

Got a pocket full of dough, call the bros 'cause we really outside

Diamonds dancin' on my chain

Poppin' bottles of champagne

Everybody knows my name

'Cause we really outside

[Verse 3: Propain]

Yo, look, just say my name when you say the truth (Man)

That boy Propain a fool, he blackout like a Raider suit (Man)

It was either rap or move chicken like catered food

'Cause where I'm from, we gon' make some bands or we gon' make the news (Facts)

Niggas talkin' smoke, well, bitch, I'm Dre and Snoop

A phone call and made the boom, your pack party lookin' like a vacant room (Ayy)

I hit the road, don't go on stages 'til the pay approved (Nah)

You can't compare me to these niggas, I don't pay for views (Nah)

I'm CEO, every buy and sale, you see me pose

You don't own shit, so we don't care 'bout what that CD sold

And I ain't too impressed with the fake, watchin' all your cheesy gold

Only power niggas ever seen was Tyreek and Ghost

Meanwhile, I'm laid up in Marbeya, you can see the coast

Bitch callin' me horse even though she know that he's a GOAT (Ayy)

You unfamiliar with the real? Well then, let me impose

This is Trillstatik 3, Milly, Bun B, and Pro, bitch

[Chorus: Mia Jae]

Yeah, we really outside

Got a neck full of gold and the hoes know we really outside

Got a pocket full of dough, call the bros 'cause we really outside

Diamonds dancin' on my chain

Poppin' bottles of champagne

Everybody knows my name

'Cause we really outside