Yo Pi'erre (feat. Playboi Carti)

Yo!
 Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
 Aye, we outside, we here (yo)
 I'm outside, we here
 Aye, and I ain't goin' nowhere
 You should get to know Pi'erre (what)
 Everybody want me to come out here (what, what, what, what)
 Everybody want me to come out here (what, what)
 You should get to know Pi'erre
 Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre (bih)
 Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre (what, what)
 Yo, yo, ain't goin' nowhere
 Yo, you should get to know Pi'erre (what)
 Yo, yo, yo Pi'erre
 I got real ice on my Rollie, uh, ooh, fuck the police
 All these bitches swear they know me, ooh, ooh, they don't know me
 I got big guap guacamole, white hoe call her Cody
 Titties fat, told her show me, molly bean, nigga Rollie
 In the hood with my Rollie, East Atlanta with Young Nudy
 Shawty fuck me, yeah, she choosin', fuck me like a groupie
 Hellcat with that toolie, ooh, in that bih we foolie
 Your shit do not move me, uh, all my niggas foolie, foolie
 Aye, we outside, we here
 I'm outside, we here
 Aye, and I ain't goin' nowhere
 You should get to know Pi'erre (what)
 Everybody want me to come out here (what, what, what, what)
 Everybody want me to come out here (what, what)
 You should get to know Pi'erre
 Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre (bih)
 Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre (what)
 Yo, yo, ain't goin' nowhere
 Yo, you should get to know Pi'erre (what)
 Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre
 Yeah, I'm up next, I'm the best, aye
 No flex, aye, flied out, hoe, like Kyla Pratt
 Hit it from the back, collision and then we crash
 Aye, I wake up, the breakfast in the bag
 I just made some bands in my sleep
 Quit my job, told 'em I'm making beats
 What the fuck is 40 hours a week?
 Aye, we outside, we here
 I'm outside, we here
 Aye, and I ain't goin' nowhere
 You should get to know Pi'erre
 Everybody want me to come out here
 Everybody want me to come out here
 You should get to know Pi'erre
 Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre
 Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre
 Yo, yo, ain't goin' nowhere
 Yo, you should get to know Pi'erre
 Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre