[Intro: Plies]

Bitch like, like

Bitch like, really like, like

Bitch like, we like

Really outchea though, like

Like, really, really, like

Like, really outchea though

Yeah!

[Chorus: Plies]

Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea

Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea

Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea

Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea

Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea

Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea

Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea

Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]

Been jumped off the porch, boy you just now getting outchea

All my niggas hungry, they'll murk you for a hot meal

Really outchea, they be carjacking, call it car steal

Pulled up in a stolo, so don't ask me how I got here

Eighty five Cutdog, and my motor heavy

Boy I got a twenty wall and I ain't go to Kelly

All this goddamn candy paint, yeah, my car is diabetic

Can't wait 'till I get that .45, call me Jerome Bettis

Outchea gettin' that damn fetty, white girl, no not Katy Perry

Nigga this ain't no fairytale, I'm outchea boy, you knew already

All my people been outchea, ain't have no choice but to get outchea

Better be 'bout ya money, ain't got no money, then you ain't shit outchea

[Chorus: Plies]

Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea

Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea

Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea

Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea

Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea

Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea

Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea

Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea

[Verse 2: Plies]

Bitch I'm out here lurkin', bitch , bitch, just like the pill man

That little pussy be bitin', bitch, had me all in Bradenton

Bitch, I wanted that Rollie, bitch, bitch, I dropped like eighty bands

No I can't be dancing, bitch, bitch, got toolie in my pants

Bitch, I was in these streets, bitch, y'all was playing freeze tag

I ain't ever played no duck, duck, goose, bitch, I was outchea chasing bags

Bitch, I was at them baby, bitch, bitch, I wanted them sixes, bitch

Bitch, you know I been outchea, when we was hollering "Ms. Cesar", bitch

Bitch, I'm worth a city now, yo little money, juvenile

Bitch, I'm worth too much money, bitch, I can't even raw you now

I'll stand over you, and I'm not talking 'bout them jeans

When I tell you, me and my niggas, we the robbing crew

[Chorus: Plies]

Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea

Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea

Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea

Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea

Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea

Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea

Boy you know we outchea, really, really outchea

Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya, bitch, we outchea