Lil B

Lil B - Don't Go Outside lyrics

rate me

Man, we rocking to the motherfucking top

Like I said, man, Hoop Life mixtape, man

We don't take nothing from nobody

We got bitches, we got money, we got swag, before everything we based

I’mma tell you something, man, tiny pants everything

Bitch Mob in this motherfucker, we got bitches

Fuck you new niggas, man, that's how I feel

And fuck you old niggas, man, that's how I feel

50 grand show, bitch, no deal

Sweet talking me, bitch, you'll get your ass killed

Man, you broke ass promoters can't book me

Fuck ten thousand, nigga, what the lick read?

Fuck holding weight, bitch, what the zip be?

Robbed the drug dealer, all my zips free

In Miami with a young bitch

Quit talking about the law, I'm not dumb, bitch

Nigga, motherfuck the law, I'm eating crumbs, bitch

And I broke the bitch jaw in one-on-one, bitch

Leave me alone, I work too hard

I'm that bitch with a green card

Man, this life is a fucking gamble

So I discipline bitches and set examples

I murk young niggas and I murk old niggas

I don't go outside no more, nigga

I'm doing life in my mansion

With these bad bitches dancing

I murk young niggas and I murk old niggas

I don't go outside no more, nigga

I'm doing life in my mansion

With these bad bitches dancing

I'm just trying to eat, bro, can you put me on?

It's not my fault a nigga dealt shady cards

I hit my licks and bitch, I took a charge

I'm so filthy rich, boy, I swear to God

If you come from the hood you know my problem

I step straight outside, them niggas started chopping

Everybody in the club just started howling

When he gave me that look I know he got problems

I never start shit, I'm gonna end it

I told them niggas it's Thanksgiving

Man, fuck them niggas like it's Thanksgiving

I ride through that city with the chopper spinning

In the suburbs, nigga, with the guns and dope

This is not just a black thing no more

I pimp myself, nigga, like a pimp a hoe

Man, tell me shit hot, man, you need to go

I murk young niggas and I murk old niggas

I don't go outside no more, nigga

I'm doing life in my mansion

With these bad bitches dancing

I murk young niggas and I murk old niggas

I don't go outside no more, nigga

I'm doing life in my mansion

With these bad bitches dancing

How you gonna eat, bitch, how you gonna sleep?

I'm geeked off the fame, I can't fucking sleep

Keep my eyes open, all my eyes open

Niggas try to play me, bitch, that iron totin'

I don't gotta play games, I'm not the best actor

Just because you a nerd don't mean you a backpacker

This is backpack rap with the dope in it

This that underground rap with that coke in it

A little weed, let me roll a blunt

I'm off to LA with my niggas

I'm off to LA with my niggas

I'm out in LA fucking bitches

And Lil B, nigga, this for real

Drive Maybach, bitch, and I'm popping pills

I don't talk shit, bitch, that will get you killed

Bitch

I murk young niggas and I murk old niggas

I don't go outside no more, nigga

I'm doing life in my mansion

With these bad bitches dancing

I murk young niggas and I murk old niggas

I don't go outside no more, nigga

I'm doing life in my mansion

With these bad bitches dancing

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