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