Outcast (Koos Remix Explicit) - Malaa/Fivio Foreign

Lyrics by：Malaa

Composed by：Malaa

Yeah uh

It's about my production the sun is down

Tune in nighttime baow

The lights off yeah huh

Straight off the block

Fresh out the hood with my mans

I **** off I don't pull out no bands

Don't take off my clothes I just pull down my pants

Yes I point at them n***as and hope it don't jam

I'm used to Perkys and Xan' yeah

***** we in public don't hold on my hand nah

You wanna go we can dance

Record it an only the fans

I'm with the Gods n***a only the fed

See me in court uh huh

I pay you the money don't read the report nah

I'm tryin' to even the score baow

Take off the leash and I sneak through the door

I cut her off we ain't speakin' no more nah

She was a w***e he was a boss baow

***** you gon' need me some more yeah

***** I'm outside you can't leave me indoors yeah

***** I'm outside you can't leave me indoors baow

I've been gettin' drugs through the Wi-Fi Wi-Fi

Now I'm only n***a with the top guys top guys

I ain't even know that I was top five top five

If I see his face I let the Glock fly

Turn him into zaza cruisin' down the i9

I ain't sayin' bye-bye prolly with a bad guy

And a Lady Gaga n***a you is not fly

With my n***a Malaa wanna do a drive-by

Hit 'em with the gra gra

With my n***a Malaa wanna do a drive-by

I've been gettin' drugs through the Wi-Fi Wi-Fi

Now I'm only n***a with the top guys top guys

I ain't even know that I was top five top five

If I see his face I let the Glock fly

Turn him into zaza cruisin' down the i9

I ain't sayin' bye-bye prolly with a bad guy

And a Lady Gaga n***a you is not fly

With my n***a Malaa wanna do a drive-by

Hit 'em with the gra gra

The lights off yeah huh

Straight off the block

Fresh out the hood with my mans

I **** off I don't pull out no bands

Don't take off my clothes I just pull down my pants

Yes I point at them n***as and hope it don't jam

I'm used to Perkys and Xan' yeah

***** we in public don't hold on my hand nah

You wanna go we can dance

Record it an only the fans

I'm with the Gods n***a only the fed

See me in court uh huh

I pay you the money don't read the report nah

I'm tryin' to even the score baow

Take off the leash and I sneak through the door

I cut her off we ain't speakin' no more nah

She was a w***e he was a boss baow

***** you gon' need me some more yeah

***** I'm outside you can't leave me indoors yeah

***** I'm outside you can't leave me indoors baow

I've been gettin' drugs through the Wi-Fi Wi-Fi

Now I'm only n***a with the top guys top guys

I ain't even know that I was top five top five

If I see his face I let the Glock fly

Turn him into zaza cruisin' down the i9

I ain't sayin' bye-bye prolly with a bad guy

And a Lady Gaga n***a you is not fly

With my n***a Malaa wanna do a drive-by

Hit 'em with the gra gra

Drive-by

Drive-by

Drive-by

Drive-by

Drive-by

Drive-by

Drive-by

Drive-by

Drive-by

Drive-by

Drive-by

Drive-by

Drive-by

Drive-by

Drive-by

Graa

With my n***a Malaa wanna do a drive-by

I've been gettin' drugs through the Wi-Fi Wi-Fi

Now I'm only n***a with the top guys top guys

I ain't even know that I was top five top five

If I see his face I let the Glock fly

Turn him into zaza cruisin' down the i9

I ain't sayin' bye-bye prolly with a bad guy

And a Lady Gaga n***a you is not fly

With my n***a Malaa wanna do a drive-by

Hit 'em with the