​OUTLAW

(intro)
Ye, ye, ye, yeeaaa, ah, oah, oah

(Chorus)
Bitch, I'm a outlaw without ya'll
Big knock on my jeans make your mouth fall
Gucci shirt, keep it up, gon' be your downfall
Riding dirty, i load the truck, we let the pounds fall
They can't fuck wit' me, fuck wit' me, fuck wit' me yea
Can't fuck wit' me, stuck wit' me, luxury yea
Bitches under me, under me, under me yea
Young junior nigga, but ya'll sons to me

(verse 1)
Form a alliance, it's a science, you minus I'm your highness
Sit back reclining, aye, that boys I'm buying yea
I've been designing yea
Back up on my dumb shit, fuck a class, fuck a tax
Bitch I'm on my grown shit, young nigga of a tab
Bitch I got my own click, we 'dem niggas hit your city, that's a fifty, that's your fifty, (yeeaaa)
Smoking mary-jane, bitch I'm unchainеd, I ball like my name fucking Bronny James
[?], thеse niggas try to steal my 'phonkshway', i feel like Dante, my time straight, eat my like Antre
I don't bang, but i know non-tray, bitch i don't sing but i know my rhymes straight
Open the trap hop out 5 deep, but this shit 2K, I'm on the eastern now, plug closed it's doomsday

(Chorus)
Bitch, I'm a outlaw without ya'll
Big knock on my jeans make your-
Gucci shirt, keep it up, gon' be your downfall
Riding dirty, i load the truck, we let the pounds fall
They can't fuck wit' me, fuck wit' me, fuck wit' me yea
Can't fuck wit' me, stuck wit' me, luxury yea
Bitches under me, under me, under me yea
Young junior nigga, but ya'll sons to me
They can't fuck wit' me, fuck wit' me, fuck wit' me yea
Can't fuck wit' me, stuck wit' me, luxury yea
Bitches under me, under me, under me yea
Young junior nigga, but ya'll sons to me