Letra de ' Back Out$ide (feat. D$TNY & S.O.S) ' de Tory Lanez

Back outside
When we back outside
When we back outside
What your bitch, boy
When we back outside
I just wanna tell niggas, like
Ayy, ayy nigga, you better hide your bitch, boy

Ayy, soon as I hop in the city
Expectin' a bitch to be all up on my body like the baby oil on a bitch at Diddy's
And Diddy, my nigga, I hate that it had to be him
I'm drinkin', passin' my limit
The bitch got ass and titties
Just don't give me no pussy if it's comin' with catch to get me it, tsk
Dutch baby, I'm from Netherlands, fuck it up, you won't give you another chance
When I'm back, rap niggas better not call fades, nigga, I be runnin' hands
Prison done made me a villain, so fuck a superhero, baby, I'm back, lil' nigga
Wait, oh, return of the mack, lil' nigga
You out here playin' for fun and niggas are playin' for keeps
Lil' nigga with me, twenty-one, got double life just for playin' the streets
He on the phone call with his homie on the line playin' him beats
Nigga almost shed a tear to me when I told him I promise I'm makin' his way to the streets

Back outside
I been waiting
Don't know if you will be here when I'm back outside
Back outside
Niggas been acting wild
But I'm back outside

Uh, I'ma have me the greatest interview in the world as soon as I get out
My first day out song gon' be number one, man, as soon as that shit out
I'm finna be grey sweatpants chillin' with your bitch lovin' my print out
Finna go Ron Jeremy on a Natalie Nun, so I'm pullin' her chin out
I might go presto, I might go desto
I might even talk and be in front of every dollar like my name was Creflo
Stealin' a bitch from a bitch nigga, feel like a Clepto
I'm met her out in L. A., we went to Coachella and fucked in Modesto
Yeah, I got some hitters in Buffalo

Yeah, okay
Let's gather 'round like the nautical
When you go against one of us, then we all involved
Fall back or fall victim, the call is yours
Them all back, nothin' different, no fallin' off
Movin' through the streets, we get back when we all respond
We just pray to God, forgive us knowin' the fault was ours
Runnin' 'round with guns bigger than [?]
Shootin' bullets, make 'em say na-na-na-na
That and dope dealin' had us sittin' behind the wall
But it's emotions that was hidden behind it all
That and dope dealin' had us sittin' behind the wall
But it's emotions that was hidden behind it all

Back outside
We're back outside
When we're back outside

I got some hitters in Buffalo throwin' them bullets like Bledsoe
Talkin' to Snoop, I just might go Pac and come out and partner with Death Row
Mwah, kiss of a chef flow
Should've been up, but you slept though
I won't even let your bitch come suck my dick, strepthroat

Back outside
I been waiting
Don't know if you will be here when I'm back outside
Back outside
Niggas been acting wild
But I'm back outside
Back outside
All the ones that played me I know just who they are
Please don't come around when I'm back outside
Back outside

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