OUTSIDE REMIX by Bmoore ze Bold Lyrics
[Intro]
(Buh duh duh)
(Uh)
It's bows season baby
(Buh duh duh)
(Buh duh duh)
[1st Hook]
We should go
&
Smoke this blunt outside
Cause it's so nice out in the 309
&
Imma be spittin' bars all damn night
So lets get high n' vibe
(Uh)
(Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Play that slow jam
While this blunt is roastin'
We outside smokin'
Sippin' Captain Morgan
Before I go in
Let me hit that blunt again
[Interlude: Dave Chappelle]
I love weed, okay
I love it!
(Yeah)
I got that Windy City wild flow
That is diabolical
The kind of shit that make a sane chick
Turn into a psycho
Bitch, I am a Wild Bow
AKA
Unstoppable
(What? You want me to show you?)
Well, on the mic I'm a mercenary
Bloodthirsty visionary
Straight out of Chicago
Legendary, Harry Caray
Livin' like a villain
Steady chillin, blowin' trees
Poppin' molly, takin' tabs
That I get from Finneke
All for free, when it's me
Livin' like a fuckin' a king
They all trippin, reminiscin'
Thinkin' "When he learn to sing?"
Well listen mothafuckas
I got music in my blood
I am the prodigal son
Dad plays guitar
While I spit bars
&
Puff on blunts
(Uhh)
We just some fuckin' kids
Outside, chirpin' squids
Verified degenerates
Bout to make it big
No shit, we'll get by
But for now, lets get high
&
Continue to...
[2nd hook]
Smoke this blunt outside
&
Drink that 30 rack of Busch Light
&
Imma pass this this Captain to my right
So I can keep spittin that fire
(Uhh)
[Verse 2]
I be that pretty mothafucka
On the come up, doin' dumb shit
Causin' ruckus, actin' wreckless
Throwin' punches, havin' sex with
Any chick that can cook breakfast
In the morning
Shout out Melvin for them Jordans
At the hot tub, outside smokin'
Even Muno's out here roastin'
River Phoenix kind of flow
RIP to the goat
Stand By Me let me know
That even best friends come n' go
'Less we talkin bout the bows
A squad straight out of Game of Thrones
We took a little Groupme joke
&
Made a kingdom of our own
Now we run the show
Might be egotistical
An army full of assholes
&
I'm the fuckin general
Call me Patton, catch me rappin'
With my homies outside laughin'
Gettin' high
&
Feelin' like we carpet ridin with Aladdin
People keep on yappin', askin'
"Who's that dirty little Mick
With his dumbass grade school logo
Tatted on his rib?"
But before I even let them squids
Finish talkin' shit
Pass that blunt to me real quick
So I could take another hit
(Smoke inhale)
That greasy Irish prick would be me
The bad guy of the century
The kind of guy that Jimmy Conway rooted for in the movies
(Yeah)
My raider smilin' green
Cause we outside smokin' green
Muno brought out the codeine
But we ain't goin' to sleep
We too busy chauncin'
Rollin' doobies, textin' honeys
Packin' dips
&
Countin' money
Puffin' pigs, you know we hungry
Rippin' lines of somethin'
Sippin' lattes like they nothin'
Post-game finish at 2fin
Than take a swim just for the fuck of it
[Bridge]
And spark another blunt cause fuck authority
If you faithfully agree, light a percy one for me
(Please)
Them REx Boys may be black sheeps
But hey, at least we real
Generation RX
&
The "Ex" is for exhale
The smoke up out your lungs
&
The bullshit life entails
Man, I'm tryna change the world
I know that weed will take me there
So don't be scared, bob your head
Put your beez up in the air
Go outside, enjoy the heat
&
Sing along with me
[3rd Hook]
Smoke this blunt outside
&
Play this song all god damn night
I thought I told you all it's time to recognize
This bad guy bout to take flight
[Whistle outro]
(Buh duh duh)
(Uh)
It's bows season baby
(Buh duh duh)
(Buh duh duh)
[1st Hook]
We should go
&
Smoke this blunt outside
Cause it's so nice out in the 309
&
Imma be spittin' bars all damn night
So lets get high n' vibe
(Uh)
(Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Play that slow jam
While this blunt is roastin'
We outside smokin'
Sippin' Captain Morgan
Before I go in
Let me hit that blunt again
[Interlude: Dave Chappelle]
I love weed, okay
I love it!
(Yeah)
I got that Windy City wild flow
That is diabolical
The kind of shit that make a sane chick
Turn into a psycho
Bitch, I am a Wild Bow
AKA
Unstoppable
(What? You want me to show you?)
Well, on the mic I'm a mercenary
Bloodthirsty visionary
Straight out of Chicago
Legendary, Harry Caray
Livin' like a villain
Steady chillin, blowin' trees
Poppin' molly, takin' tabs
That I get from Finneke
All for free, when it's me
Livin' like a fuckin' a king
They all trippin, reminiscin'
Thinkin' "When he learn to sing?"
Well listen mothafuckas
I got music in my blood
I am the prodigal son
Dad plays guitar
While I spit bars
&
Puff on blunts
(Uhh)
We just some fuckin' kids
Outside, chirpin' squids
Verified degenerates
Bout to make it big
No shit, we'll get by
But for now, lets get high
&
Continue to...
[2nd hook]
Smoke this blunt outside
&
Drink that 30 rack of Busch Light
&
Imma pass this this Captain to my right
So I can keep spittin that fire
(Uhh)
[Verse 2]
I be that pretty mothafucka
On the come up, doin' dumb shit
Causin' ruckus, actin' wreckless
Throwin' punches, havin' sex with
Any chick that can cook breakfast
In the morning
Shout out Melvin for them Jordans
At the hot tub, outside smokin'
Even Muno's out here roastin'
River Phoenix kind of flow
RIP to the goat
Stand By Me let me know
That even best friends come n' go
'Less we talkin bout the bows
A squad straight out of Game of Thrones
We took a little Groupme joke
&
Made a kingdom of our own
Now we run the show
Might be egotistical
An army full of assholes
&
I'm the fuckin general
Call me Patton, catch me rappin'
With my homies outside laughin'
Gettin' high
&
Feelin' like we carpet ridin with Aladdin
People keep on yappin', askin'
"Who's that dirty little Mick
With his dumbass grade school logo
Tatted on his rib?"
But before I even let them squids
Finish talkin' shit
Pass that blunt to me real quick
So I could take another hit
(Smoke inhale)
That greasy Irish prick would be me
The bad guy of the century
The kind of guy that Jimmy Conway rooted for in the movies
(Yeah)
My raider smilin' green
Cause we outside smokin' green
Muno brought out the codeine
But we ain't goin' to sleep
We too busy chauncin'
Rollin' doobies, textin' honeys
Packin' dips
&
Countin' money
Puffin' pigs, you know we hungry
Rippin' lines of somethin'
Sippin' lattes like they nothin'
Post-game finish at 2fin
Than take a swim just for the fuck of it
[Bridge]
And spark another blunt cause fuck authority
If you faithfully agree, light a percy one for me
(Please)
Them REx Boys may be black sheeps
But hey, at least we real
Generation RX
&
The "Ex" is for exhale
The smoke up out your lungs
&
The bullshit life entails
Man, I'm tryna change the world
I know that weed will take me there
So don't be scared, bob your head
Put your beez up in the air
Go outside, enjoy the heat
&
Sing along with me
[3rd Hook]
Smoke this blunt outside
&
Play this song all god damn night
I thought I told you all it's time to recognize
This bad guy bout to take flight
[Whistle outro]