Testo Come Outside - Bernard Jabs
Testo della canzone Come Outside (Bernard Jabs), tratta dall'album COLDHEARTED
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah, yeah
Wait
These niggas fake and they flaunting, I'm telling you
They come and go and be flaky like eczema
When they got money now, ball like the rest of us
Shawty trippin', put no pussy on pedestal
Shawty trippin', but I think she on medicine
I don't want her, but ain't no way of tellin' her
Bought a killer, man, ain't no way of tellin' em
Dig a hole so it ain't no way of smellin' em
Yeah, and if we in the building, you know that it's lies
She give me the head and I give her high-five
I call up the troops and I call up the slimes
You know that they with it, bitch, wrong 'cause they ride
If you doin' talkin', we cut off your tongue
I need me one more, bitch, I just can't have one
You do too much runnin', ain't nowhere to hide
We told you, "Pull up," you ain't even come outside
Eyy, might buy a Ghost, make that ho come alive
Two-seater, bitch, your friend can't come inside
I bought two rings, I gave one to my pops
I make a mill' and give half to my moms, yeah
We want it now, we ain't cuttin' no ties
If I feel a way, I can't let that shit slide
She went through my phone, there wasn't shit she could find
I grabbed that shit back, told her, "Go look the time"
My new bitch hair the same color as Fanta
Her name Dina, call her Dirty Diana
Her friend Tina, I heard Tina a dancer
They both got Ninas, it ain't nothing they can't handle
They wish a nigga would done blow out the candles
That nigga wish he could, he readin' the menu
These nigga's act is cappin', L. Jackson Samuel
Can't hear anything that they telling you
'Cause these niggas fake and they flaunting, I'm telling you (yeah, yeah)
They come and go and be flaky like eczema (yeah, yeah)
When they got money now, ball like the rest of us (yeah, yeah)
Shawty trippin', put no pussy on pedestal (yeah)
Shawty trippin', but I think she on medicine (yeah)
I don't want her, but ain't no way of tellin' her
Bought a killer, man, ain't no way of tellin' em
Dig a hole so it ain't no way of smellin' em (yeah)
Yeah, and if we in the building you know that it's lies
She give me the head and I give her high-five
I call up the troops and I call up the slimes
You know that they with it, bitch, wrong 'cause they ride
If you doin' talkin', we cut off your tongue
I need me one more, bitch, I just can't have one
You do too much talkin', ain't nowhere to hide
We told you "pull up," you ain't even come outside
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Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Mira, Stanley Bernard Flanders Jr
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