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Westside Gunn - Outlander Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayo, ayo (Ayo, ayo)
(Myles, Myles, got a minute?)

[Verse 1]
Ayo, the illest since Master P (Uh)
Rich off drug dealin' actually
These niggas tryna act like the illest, shit, blasphemy
You want a kilogram with no steps? Nigga, answer me
These niggas won't get out of line, it be a tragedy (Brr)
Y'all be gassin' these niggas
LV sweats, Wu Dunks, baggin' the GZA (Ah)
I swear I hate these rap niggas, word to my wisdom
Seen 'Chine Gun in his casket and I kissed him
Hit him broad day close-up, how could I miss him? (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
I can't wait 'til Sly home, you should've seen us in prison
I had the all black Prada jumpsuit on a mission
Shit was just last week, I be still bullshittin' (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

[Chorus]
I'm on my own dick
Ayo, fuck these niggas, Lord (Ayo, fuck these niggas, Lord)
Yeah, I'm on my own dick (Doot, doot)
Y'all niggas can't be fucking serious (Niggas can't be fucking serious, man)
We must not be listening to the same shit, man, I'm not im-fucking-pressed at all (Can't fuckin' be)
I'm on my own dick
That nigga trash
Yeah, I'm on my own dick (Doot, doot)
That nigga trash (Doot, doot)
That nigga trash (Doot, doot)
[Verse 2]
Ayo, three different colored Rolls (Skrr)
Back-to-back with the blowers
Blow like the Ochoas
In the water like Moses (Whip)
Posin' in Vetements
"Rowdy" Roddy Piper with the headlock (Ah)
Hopped out the truck with MAC-12, fake dreadlocks (Brr)
It's getting scary at night
Bury a flight jacket, I was Jesus Christ in my past life
Who fuckin' with me? Name 'em
Slayin' in Bottega, drainin'
Slavin' over hot stoves, took the cookie out, amen
He already rattin' on day ten
My nigga burnt (Ah), he just did a dub in the state pen
My nigga turnt, had a shootout with the State Troopers (Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah)
My homie got dressed, celebrated, ate Peter Luger
Face in Lagerfeld stocking, clocking
Line 'em up, I watched 'em wash 'em, every dopehead say I got it (Woo)
Shit was all manifested from a cot
I'm from the Eastside, it's not one street you can't get shot (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)

[Chorus]
I'm on my own dick
Yeah, I'm on my own dick
I'm on my own dick
Yeah, I'm on my own dick