Outfit (Explicit) - Lil Baby/21 Savage

Lyrics by：Zeus Negrete/Dominique Jones/Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Ethan Hayes/Mateen Kyle Niknam/Joshua Sivilay Taylor/Nikita Murenets

Composed by：Zeus Negrete/Dominique Jones/Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Ethan Hayes/Mateen Kyle Niknam/Joshua Sivilay Taylor/Nikita Murenets

Produced by：Haze/AyoPeeb/Josh Taylor/Splited Stupid

Yeah 100K light that's just travel to me

Check please

I ain't goin' back and forth ***** I'm capital P

Ain't dropped a song when my trap still on beat

We got three thousand pounds how the **** we gon' sleep?

Lost a few guys but I ain't lose no sleep

Ain't no roof on this 'Rari ain't duckin' no beam

What else?

I'm the big dog niggas puppies to me

What?

That's my **** but she can't be in public with me

******* these ****** ain't nothin' to me

I had pretty **** when it was ugly for me On God

Real hustler I am Am

I could send a pack all the way to Thailand

Thailand

He can't do nothin' for you but I can

I'm him I can

Bulletproof that wherever I land at

In the hood where I'm high in demand at Demand

Ten whole summers no fumbles I ran that

Pillow talkin' to h*es got your man jacked

All that hidin' in the house got your man stamped

Baby land we done sold out a WHAM pack Gone

Certified came home servin' 'em gram sacks

"Go be rich or die tryin'" I chance that Chance it

I took off but I still sent a hand back A hand

Give the trenches some hope

Put it on like I'm still sellin' dope

The new 'Rari a four door Four door

Me and bae on the yacht with some h*es

When we done call 'em over and go eat at Komodo

In Skyami I move like a pope now Keisha

She a good one but love to get choked out Come here

I make anywhere turn to a dope house

In the mix but I'm keepin my folks out it yeah

Hoppin' out a lambchop

Hotter than Atlanta

Someone cut the fan on

Whole lot of bands on me yeah

Shirt two thousand jeans six thousand

Kicks two thousand dime on the outfit

Dice game geeked up Cadillac V-truck

Track' with the kill switch all that type ****

Bought a 'Rari I'm rich I ain't rent one

I'm on Candler where I get my tint done

If she askin' for money I send some

Get her hair and her nails and her hips done

All the trucks be P we got ten of 'em

When you talk 'bout a real one I been one

If you point out a opp I'ma spin one

We give all of 'em belt nigga then some

Niggas goin' back and forth ain't none of that

If she fine and she thick I'ma double-tap

Put a switch on the back gotta double-tap

Get him smacked turn around give his brother dap

G-block cutthroat where they thuggin' at

It's a few rap niggas that'll never rat

I'm one engineer this where you cut it at

All the fans and the blogs need to study that

Super Saiyan from the back I Goku

She a rachet-a*s ***** put her on Zeus

I'm a player I'll run through the whole crew

Brought Drac' with me and it know kung fu

If I hit him in the jaw then he gon' sue

Colored diamonds in the Richard like Hi-Chews

She like "How the car barkin'?" Ain't no roof

When you suck me I don't wanna feel no tooth

Nigga **** your big dog say you know who

We got sticks for them niggas and smoke too

Need to call the opps vibes they hoes too

Probably wouldn't step on **** with a old shoe

I got rich and I iced out the whole zoo

If she bad and she quiet I go through

Slow music she ******* me slow too

I'm an R&B nigga off Pro Tools

If it's war with us you probably gon' lose

From Atlanta ain't playin' by no rules

Catch him at the red light nigga don't snooze

Glock .40 Gen5 nigga don't move

Bulletproof Maybach put it on cruise

Take a nigga main ***** put her on a cruise

On your knees don't stop let me see a bruise

You might get a Kelly bag if you make it ooze

Hoppin' out a lambchop Ooze

Hotter than Atlanta

Someone cut the fan on

Whole lot of bands on me yeah

Shirt two thousand jeans six thousand

Kicks two thousand dime on the outfit

Dice game geeked up Cadillac V-truck

Track' with the kill switch all that type ****