Vincoded – OUTSIDE (feat. Dremo) Lyrics

OUTSIDE

Vincoded (feat. Dremo)

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"OUTSIDE." - Vincoded (feat. Dremo)

Thursday, 29 October 2026, 09:35 pm

Album: CODEX2 (feat. Dremo) - Single

Track No: 02

Yeah
We was outside, best believe, and we came in!
Believe!!
AYAYA, shey you de hear?
We was outside, best believe, and we came in
Yeah
We was outside, best believe, and we came in
We was outside, best believe and we came in
We was outside, best believe, and we came in
We was outside, best believe and we came in
We was outside, best believe, and we came in
We was outside, best believe and we came in
We was outside, best believe, and we came in
We was outside, best believe and we came in
I put my money on it, I put my time in it
I put my grind in it, put a couple rounds in it
The bass line got me jumping on some sound in it
My heart frozen, there's no feelings here to flow
Cause I talk my shit and go
You know I barely give a fuck about these bitches anymore
And I steady keep it real as fuck
And I don't care to force it when I speak, you know they love it
And life is short, let's get this money
And she looked straight in my eyes and she said she saw the world
Going different styles and she took me to the Lord
So I wont check the price when I'm taking her on trips
Dubai down to Bali
Eating steak,golden sprinkles
We was outside, best believe, and we came in
We was outside, best believe and we came in
We was outside, best believe, and we came in
We was outside, best believe and we came in
We was outside, best believe, and we came in
We was outside, best believe and we came in
We was outside, best believe, and we came in
We was outside, best believe and we came in
We was outside, now we in this bitch spazin'
New chain coming, jeweler just got a deposit
New drip alert, me I'm cleanin' out my closet
Top Gucci, Louis shoes, Amiri na the trousers
Swagged out
Swagalomo me i can't shout
I'm getting money, i be cash cow
Make a **** wanna crash out
We was outside in the rain, in the sun
When me and the boys were stuck, they
Thought we had everything mapped out
We fall we rise again, that one na standard
Omo naja wey no sabi the national stanza
My kids in yo lady's mouth, like gu-gu-gu-ga-ga
She a throat goat, she Ethiopian adisa baba

Writer(s): Chukwudi Vincent Ukeje & Aboriomoh Raymond Femi.

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