Come outside, ho (come outside)
Come outside (come outside)
Come outside, ho (come outside)
Come outside (come outside)
Come outside, ho (come outside)
Come outside (come outside)
Come outside, ho (come outside)
Come outside (come outside)
Come outside (bitch)
All of my bitches gon' ride (yeah)
Steppin' on bitches like ughh, push a lil' nigga to the side
Standin' on couch in the club, bottles come out in a line (ayy, ayy)
All of my bitches is dimes, we don't got the time
Nigga, you doin' too much
Fuckin' with big spenders, it's ballin' like game time (keep ballin')
Keep me a rich nigga, not even on my main line (hello?)
Give me this, give me that when I send him the ring size (yeah)
Hoes askin' where I'm at
Tell that bitch that I'm outside (what's up ho?)
Top two and I'm not two (nope)
Bum bitch, I am not you
I'm hot shit, trending topic
I'm y'all weak bitches gossip
I'm too clutch, I cannot miss (what else?)
I drop hits and I pop shit
I blocked him 'cause he toxic (bye)
He play with bitches, I am not it
Levels to this, I'm a different student
On a pedestal, that's where you not, bitch
Play my positions so my money different
New electric Porsche with the box shift (skrrt)
Better get your mans, have him understand
I'm the one, nigga, top ten (ay)
Walk shit and I talk shit (walk shit)
Only one, not an option
Come outside, ho (come outside)
Come outside (come outside)
Come outside, ho (come outside)
Come outside (come outside)
Come outside, ho (come outside)
Come outside (come outside)
Come outside, ho (come outside)
Come outside (come outside)
Come outside (bitch)
All of my bitches gon' ride (yeah)
Steppin' on bitches like ughh, push a lil' nigga to the side
Standin' on couch in the club, bottles come out in a line (ayy, ayy)
All of my bitches is dimes, we don't got the time
Nigga, you doin' too much
Yeah, you was doin' all that shit talkin', bitch, what's up?
Come outside, ho
Why all you punk ass bitches have to have all that motherfuckin' shit to say?
Bitch, speak with your motherfuckin' chest
I don't see you
We been waitin' outside, bitch
It's gettin' dark, ho, what's up?
Come outside, bitch
It's Flo Milli shit
compositores: Tamia Carter - Korey Roberson - Randy Reid Jr. - Russell Wright
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