Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
TJ Porter
Performer
Skilla Baby
Performer
EliWTF
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elias Cash Reitzfeld
Composer
Terrence Anthony Reaves Jr
Composer
Trevon Gardner
Composer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Walk with me, Lord
Walk with me
Ah-la-la
Jesus, Jesus, darling
Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?
Ha
[Chorus]
I'm outside in New York, I'm with my ****, TJ (No cap)
When we drop this shit, my boys send this to the DJ (Ha)
I'm with a little Spanish jawn, she got my shit on replay
I don't slide in Scats no more, I'm slidin' through an Elade
They know I really be outside, I never trip when I'm with gang
**** think I calmed down, I'm still spinnin' with my flame
Killers with me, bitches on me, shit get lit when I'm on stage (Ha)
Please don't think I'm just a rapper, still'll blick you with my chain (Bop)
[Verse 1]
I don't know where the feds at, but I'm still gon' chance that
Just to bring that bread back, all my opps get head-tapped (Bop)
He said he wanted smoke with me, now he a fire strand, pack
Say they want me dead, cap, that shit got his mans fapped (Ha)
[Verse 2]
That shit got his mans popped (Bop)
If it's smoke, gon' dead that (Gon' dead that)
We gon' catch them bodies, fuck that talkin', I'm just sayin' facts
I'm the one who's sendin' out them hits, can't get my mans back
Told my killers, I'm pointin' out that shit, on God, they sprayin' at it, they sprayin' at it (Brrt)
Diamonds on me, glowin' up (Glowin' up)
That bitch can't come home with us (Home with us)
'Cause she ain't gon' act ho enough (Ho enough)
She fuck me good, we goin' up (Goin' up)
I put on that shit when I'm outside, got bitches goin' nuts (Goin' nuts)
They be on my dick whenever I slide with gang, we throw it up
Lamb' truck, Rolls truck, back to back, we foreigned up (Foreigned up)
I been leanin' off the drink, sippin' on the drink, tell you, "Yeah, pour it up"
I done really hit up every bitch up in the city, I only want foreigners (Foreigners)
There was twenty bitches, four of us
I know that they know it's up
[Chorus]
I'm outside in New York, I'm with my ****, TJ (No cap)
When we drop this shit, my boys send this to the DJ (Ha)
I'm with a little Spanish jawn, she got my shit on replay
I don't slide in Scats no more, I'm slidin' through an Elade
They know I really be outside, I never trip when I'm with gang
**** think I calmed down, I'm still spinnin' with my flame
Killers with me, bitches on me, shit get lit when I'm on stage (Ha)
Please don't think I'm just a rapper, still'll blick you with my chain (Bop)
Written by: Elias Cash Reitzfeld, Terrence Anthony Reaves Jr, Trevon Gardner