Take It Outside Supa Bwe (Ft. Robb Bank$)

[Intro]
Sup-Supa

[Chorus: Supa Bwe]
I'ma die in these streets if I don't get it right!
They told me, "take it outside!" I ain't going, boy! (Going boy)
You just tellin' stories, you ain't 'bout that life!
You ain't 'bout that life, you going overboard! (Yeah!)
Yeah, it's over for you (Yeah!)
Yeah, it's over for you (Yeah!)
Make me tuck and roll you (Yeah!)
Burn a lot of gas (Yeah!)
Burn a lot of oil! (Yeah!)
Burn a lot of cash (Yeah!)
My new bitch so spoiled (Yeah!)
Boy, we in your ass! (Yeah!)
Do you dirty, soil (Yeah!)

[Verse 1: Supa Bwe]
LOL catch me outside, uh
And these bananas is rotten, uh
Run up, you losing your life, uh
Boy, I hate being alive, uh
Still trading hoes with the guys, uh
See all this hate in my eyes, uh
In the club with a handful of dimes (Uh!)
When you broke, gotta wait in the line, uh
I feel like Supa Bwe Prime, fuck
Do the crime, do the time, fuck
You ain't done shit all your life, fuck
Bet that you tell on your guys
Fuck my life, they say I'm hard like lead pipe
Treat her right, her head right, my bread right