Outsiders - Giggs, Footsie, D Double E

We don’t like outsiders, we don’t like outsiders

I know off-key yardies and some low-key naijas

Southside OG, OG southsiders

Strip club on Friday, I might throw some fivers

Yeah, finders' keepers, so I hope it’s finders

I let the white go cheapest, and let the dope fiends find us

We’re standing outside Keisha’s, this was about '05-ish

Was handing out these pizzas, man had to duck these sirens

You nigga like these pilots, we don’t like these pirates

Silencer, we gon' light these silent

Yeah, violent yout, he’s lookin' like he’s violent

I don’t trust that yout, he’s lookin' like he’s Trident

Loud pack, that’s what we like, we buy them

Fry them, you see them eye dem red, he’s lookin' like he tried them

Little bad mind yout, that’s why a man don’t like them

But his bitch look good, I’m lookin' like «Alright den»

We don’t like outsiders

We don’t like outsiders

Bloodclart insects

We jump out like spiders

We be them ride out youts

Yeah, that’s right, we riders

Cuh man are God bless youts

These likkle man need guidance

We don’t like outsiders, we don’t like outsiders

I just stepped outside, inna mi socks and sliders

Eastside OG’s, the OG eastsiders

Man ain’t got a skateboard, but you know we’re grinders

But I’ve got the peng food, crushing up in grinders

It’s like I’m on the D Block, man are straight ruff ryders

Them bwoy, they are plastic, just like the new fivers

Look, shit will get drastic, I dare a man try us

Swear down, it’s a long ting, I swear down, it’s a long ting

Them man there are on stuff, them man, they are on tings

Spare me the long talk, look, spare me the long ting

I can get a man boxed up, like my name was Don King

Got the thinking boxed up, like I just when shopping

When will it stop?

But I ain’t stopping

When will I flop?

But I ain’t flopping

Haters stare but I ain’t watching

Nobody ain’t got time for that

Look, if a man ain’t inna my circle

Nobody ain’t got time for chat

We don’t like outsiders

We don’t like outsiders

Bloodclart insects

We jump out like spiders

We be them ride out youts

Yeah, that’s right, we riders

We just lodged them feds

Yeah, that’s right, we drivers

We don’t like outsiders, we don’t like outsiders

We send them shots, send them gliders

Let’s put 'em to the test, let’s see if he’s a riders

None of your dogs ain’t got nothing on none of my rottweilers

I got the bird call, 'cause I got insiders

Connected to the road, connected to the insiders

I got the thugs on lock, and I got the getaway drivers

See a man bumblebee, I got the army of my beehivers

Us man are hunters, them man are good hiders

Get a hole in your hat like one of them old school visors

Bu da bup bup, them man there ain’t from my corner

Them man there ain’t from my circle

What do we call them man?

Outsiders

No one cares about them man there cuh

What do we call them man?

Outsiders

Them man there can’t get in the dance cuh

What do we call them man?

Outsiders

Man’ll go Brexit on them

Pull out the ting, flex it on them (Blap!)

New ting, test it on them (Blap)

With the big ting, bu da bup bup

We don’t like outsiders

We don’t like outsiders

Bloodclart insects

We jump out like spiders

We be them ride out youts

Yeah, that’s right, we riders

Cuh man are God bless youts

These likkle man need guidance