Xerost8 Music
A doobie burnin' in the ashtray, I'm zoned out with the beat knockin'
I ain't flexin' with the bread I'm on a sectional instead
I got Exo in my head and he beatboxing
I'm bout to wreck it, get the cred, are the streets watching
Bout to have you sweating like I was when I was detoxing
Forgot that music was my drug, so I popped Oxy
Not shocking, took hits but was not boxing
Become a topic or microscopic, I
F*cking rock it or hit the mosh pit, I
Take deposits or hit the market (F*ck it)
I rent the cockpit cause everybody pilots
Everybody lights it up, everybody riots
Everybody tats Fear God on their druggy eyelids
Everybody wants to fit in, you wouldn't like us
It's time everybody knows we're the outsiders
We're the outsiders
You don't have to invite us
Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers
You gonna get murdered by us
Red Hot Chili Pepper like Anthony Kiedis
F*ck the stage up like I stick my penis in two Arenas
Ask me if I mean it
I'll verify these f*cking lyrics if you ever put 'em on Genius
I won't go down in a wreck, Put it down every set
Say you down for the X but talk shit under your breath
Hear the sound and effect, on the mound like a Met
But every f*cking three I toss up always drowns in the net
Bout to pound on the desk, get a crown and a check
And drop banger after banger til they f*ck with the X
Only Xerost8 Music can be found in the deck
Birdman hand rub, I'm all about the respect
(Yeah put it on my name, Can't put out the flame)
I'm back to kill everybody and then I'm out the game
Come and catch a roundhouse and a superman punch
Now let me see if you can stand up
Stupid man, Who da man? Dude can slam dunk
Come and catch a 2 piece, I'm doubting you can land one
You'll be laying outside (with The Outsiders)
Mason City, Northside if you doubt my words
We're the outsiders
You don't have to invite us
Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers
You gonna get murdered by us
Let's go, you got a beat from Exo? Heck no
No X and O's, been repping X from the get go
F*cking up my opposites, I'm one of Masons best though
Coming for your esophagus like a case of strep throat
Put my nuts on your drum set like a Step Bro
Call me Kyd, this right here is that Are We There Yet? Flow
Undertaker, they want me to come back from the dead so
I've been swimming in that deep water one with the breaststroke
Got em screaming trav like Kylie Jenner it's time for dinner
Better pay or this AR will decide your gender
Relapse on wack shit, this rap game like Demi Lovato
Better empty the bottle or this semi you'll swallow
Demi God of bravado, got it? I'm hotter than hollows
You can Pet Dick, I'm bout to squash em, you got em Aguado
Hotter than Hot Lotto and lava, the top of the rank
I'm gassed up and there ain't even a drop in the tank
But you can cash an Outsider outside
Get on your knees and open your mouth wide
We're the outsiders
You don't have to invite us
Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers
You gonna get murdered by us
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Xerost8 Music
A doobie burnin' in the ashtray, I'm zoned out with the beat knockin'
I ain't flexin' with the bread I'm on a sectional instead
I got Exo in my head and he beatboxing
I'm bout to wreck it, get the cred, are the streets watching
Bout to have you sweating like I was when I was detoxing
Forgot that music was my drug, so I popped Oxy
Not shocking, took hits but was not boxing
Become a topic or microscopic, I
F*cking rock it or hit the mosh pit, I
Take deposits or hit the market (F*ck it)
I rent the cockpit cause everybody pilots
Everybody lights it up, everybody riots
Everybody tats Fear God on their druggy eyelids
Everybody wants to fit in, you wouldn't like us
It's time everybody knows we're the outsiders
We're the outsiders
You don't have to invite us
Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers
You gonna get murdered by us
Red Hot Chili Pepper like Anthony Kiedis
F*ck the stage up like I stick my penis in two Arenas
Ask me if I mean it
I'll verify these f*cking lyrics if you ever put 'em on Genius
I won't go down in a wreck, Put it down every set
Say you down for the X but talk shit under your breath
Hear the sound and effect, on the mound like a Met
But every f*cking three I toss up always drowns in the net
Bout to pound on the desk, get a crown and a check
And drop banger after banger til they f*ck with the X
Only Xerost8 Music can be found in the deck
Birdman hand rub, I'm all about the respect
(Yeah put it on my name, Can't put out the flame)
I'm back to kill everybody and then I'm out the game
Come and catch a roundhouse and a superman punch
Now let me see if you can stand up
Stupid man, Who da man? Dude can slam dunk
Come and catch a 2 piece, I'm doubting you can land one
You'll be laying outside (with The Outsiders)
Mason City, Northside if you doubt my words
We're the outsiders
You don't have to invite us
Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers
You gonna get murdered by us
Let's go, you got a beat from Exo? Heck no
No X and O's, been repping X from the get go
F*cking up my opposites, I'm one of Masons best though
Coming for your esophagus like a case of strep throat
Put my nuts on your drum set like a Step Bro
Call me Kyd, this right here is that Are We There Yet? Flow
Undertaker, they want me to come back from the dead so
I've been swimming in that deep water one with the breaststroke
Got em screaming trav like Kylie Jenner it's time for dinner
Better pay or this AR will decide your gender
Relapse on wack shit, this rap game like Demi Lovato
Better empty the bottle or this semi you'll swallow
Demi God of bravado, got it? I'm hotter than hollows
You can Pet Dick, I'm bout to squash em, you got em Aguado
Hotter than Hot Lotto and lava, the top of the rank
I'm gassed up and there ain't even a drop in the tank
But you can cash an Outsider outside
Get on your knees and open your mouth wide
We're the outsiders
You don't have to invite us
Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers
You gonna get murdered by us
A doobie burnin' in the ashtray, I'm zoned out with the beat knockin'
I ain't flexin' with the bread I'm on a sectional instead
I got Exo in my head and he beatboxing
I'm bout to wreck it, get the cred, are the streets watching
Bout to have you sweating like I was when I was detoxing
Forgot that music was my drug, so I popped Oxy
Not shocking, took hits but was not boxing
Become a topic or microscopic, I
F*cking rock it or hit the mosh pit, I
Take deposits or hit the market (F*ck it)
I rent the cockpit cause everybody pilots
Everybody lights it up, everybody riots
Everybody tats Fear God on their druggy eyelids
Everybody wants to fit in, you wouldn't like us
It's time everybody knows we're the outsiders
We're the outsiders
You don't have to invite us
Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers
You gonna get murdered by us
Red Hot Chili Pepper like Anthony Kiedis
F*ck the stage up like I stick my penis in two Arenas
Ask me if I mean it
I'll verify these f*cking lyrics if you ever put 'em on Genius
I won't go down in a wreck, Put it down every set
Say you down for the X but talk shit under your breath
Hear the sound and effect, on the mound like a Met
But every f*cking three I toss up always drowns in the net
Bout to pound on the desk, get a crown and a check
And drop banger after banger til they f*ck with the X
Only Xerost8 Music can be found in the deck
Birdman hand rub, I'm all about the respect
(Yeah put it on my name, Can't put out the flame)
I'm back to kill everybody and then I'm out the game
Come and catch a roundhouse and a superman punch
Now let me see if you can stand up
Stupid man, Who da man? Dude can slam dunk
Come and catch a 2 piece, I'm doubting you can land one
You'll be laying outside (with The Outsiders)
Mason City, Northside if you doubt my words
We're the outsiders
You don't have to invite us
Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers
You gonna get murdered by us
Let's go, you got a beat from Exo? Heck no
No X and O's, been repping X from the get go
F*cking up my opposites, I'm one of Masons best though
Coming for your esophagus like a case of strep throat
Put my nuts on your drum set like a Step Bro
Call me Kyd, this right here is that Are We There Yet? Flow
Undertaker, they want me to come back from the dead so
I've been swimming in that deep water one with the breaststroke
Got em screaming trav like Kylie Jenner it's time for dinner
Better pay or this AR will decide your gender
Relapse on wack shit, this rap game like Demi Lovato
Better empty the bottle or this semi you'll swallow
Demi God of bravado, got it? I'm hotter than hollows
You can Pet Dick, I'm bout to squash em, you got em Aguado
Hotter than Hot Lotto and lava, the top of the rank
I'm gassed up and there ain't even a drop in the tank
But you can cash an Outsider outside
Get on your knees and open your mouth wide
We're the outsiders
You don't have to invite us
Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers
You gonna get murdered by us
Writer: Nick O'Dell, Travis Foy
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid