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We see the hype outside (yeah)
Right from the house, uh
Took it straight from outside (yeah)
Straight to the couch
We put the mic outside (yeah)
Air that ♥♥♥♥ out, uh
You lettin' the Scotts outside (yeah)
We runnin' the scouts
Ain't no controllin' the gang (yeah, yeah, yeah)
They never leave
I got tats over my veins (yeah)
'Cause that what I bleed
She drink a lot of the bourbon (yeah)
Like she from the street, uh
We got control of the flows and, huh, uh, uh (yeah, mm)
We heard that your wave went dry (yeah)
We floodin' the drought, uh (mm)
Heard that your hood outside (yeah)
We added some routes (mm)
We havin' the goods outside (mm)
Move it in and out (mm)
You lettin' the Scotts outside (mm)
We runnin' the scouts
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