Yo Pi'erre
Pi'erre Bourne Lyrics


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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 (at all)
You should get to know Pi'erre (what)
Everybody want me to come out here (what, what)
Everybody want me to come out here (what, what)
You should get to know Pi'erre
Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre
Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre (what)
Yo, yo, ain't goin' nowhere (yuh)
Yo, should get to know Pi'erre (what)
Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre

I got real ice on my Rollie, uh, fuck the police
All these bitches swear they know me, they don't know me
I got big guap guacamole, white hoe call her Cody
Titties fat, told her show me, high beam, nigga Rollie
In the hood with my Rollie, East Atlanta with Young Nudy
Shawty fuck me, yeah, she choosing, fuck me like a groupie
A.K with that toolie, uh, in that bih we foolie
Your shit do not move me, uh, all my niggas foolie foolie

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)
Everybody want me to come out here (what, what)
You should get to know Pi'erre
Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre
Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre (what)
Yo, yo, ain't goin' nowhere
Yo, should get to know Pi'erre (what)
Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre

Yeah I'm up next, I'm the best
No flex, whatever hold that call the press
Hit it from the back, collision and then we crash
Aye I wake up, the breakfast in the bag (what, what)
I just made some bands in my sleep (what)
Quit my job, told 'em I'm making beats (go, go, go)
What the fuck is a 40 hour 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
Errbody want me to come out here
Errbody want me to come out here
You should get more Pi'erre
Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre
Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre
Yo, yo, ain't goin' nowhere




Yo, you should get more Pi'erre
Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Yo Pi'erre!" by Pi'erre Bourne featuring Playboi Carti are a call-out to Pi'erre to come outside and join the party. The chorus repeats several times with the message that everyone wants Pi'erre to come outside and get to know him. The song highlights Pi'erre Bourne's producer tag, which has become very popular in the hip-hop community. He is known for producing for artists like Playboi Carti, Lil Uzi Vert, and 21 Savage.


The song starts with Playboi Carti rapping about his expensive Rollie watch with "real ice" and Guacamole (a slang for money). He talks about being in the hood with his watch and fellow Atlanta rapper, Young Nudy. Lyrics about his sexual exploits with women, as well as his disregard for authority, follow in the rest of the verse. Pi'erre Bourne then takes over with his verse, rapping about his success as a producer and how he quit his 9-5 job to pursue music.


Overall, "Yo Pi'erre!" is a celebration of Pi'erre Bourne's success as a producer and his existence as an artist. He and Playboi Carti flex their wealth and women while rapping about their confidence in their skills.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo!
Attention-getting introduction.


Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
Asks if Pi'erre wants to join him outside.


Aye we outside, we here (yo)
Assures they are outside.


I'm outside, we here
Emphasizes that he is outside.


Aye and I ain't goin' nowhere (at all)
Declares he is not leaving anytime soon.


You should get to know Pi'erre (what)
Encourages listener to get to know Pi'erre.


Everybody want me to come out here (what, what)
Acknowledges that people want him to come outside with Pi'erre.


Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre
Calls Pi'erre's attention again.


Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre (what)
Calls Pi'erre's attention again and asks him a question.


Yo, yo, ain't goin' nowhere (yuh)
Emphasizes that he is staying outdoors.


Yo, should get to know Pi'erre (what)
Encourages listener to know Pi'erre more.


I got real ice on my Rollie, uh, fuck the police
Boasts about his jewelry while expressing anger towards the police.


All these bitches swear they know me, they don't know me
Suggests that women think they know him, but they don't.


I got big guap guacamole, white hoe call her Cody
Boasts about his wealth and a white woman he knows.


Titties fat, told her show me, high beam, nigga Rollie
Describes a sexual encounter with a woman and his watch.


In the hood with my Rollie, East Atlanta with Young Nudy
Boasts about his watch and whereabouts with fellow rapper Young Nudy.


Shawty fuck me, yeah, she choosing, fuck me like a groupie
Boasts about having sex with a girl resembling a groupie.


A.K with that toolie, uh, in that bih we foolie
Claims to have a gun and be wildin' with his crew in a location (bih).


Your shit do not move me, uh, all my niggas foolie foolie
Suggests that he cannot be impressed and that his friends are also wildin'.


Yeah I'm up next, I'm the best
Self-proclaims as the next big thing and the best.


No flex, whatever hold that call the press
Suggests that he doesn't need to brag and that his success speaks for itself.


Hit it from the back, collision and then we crash
Describes a sexual encounter resulting in a car collision.


Aye I wake up, the breakfast in the bag (what, what)
Boasts about having breakfast in a bag.


I just made some bands in my sleep (what)
Boasts about making money while sleeping.


Quit my job, told 'em I'm making beats (go, go, go)
Describes how he quit his job to make music.


What the fuck is a 40 hour week?
Suggests that he doesn't want to work a standard 40-hour week.


Errbody want me to come out here
Repeats the idea that people want him to come outside.


Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre
Calls Pi'erre's attention a couple of times.


Yo, you should get more Pi'erre
Encourages listener to get more Pi'erre.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Jordan Terrell Carter, Jordan Timothy Jenks

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@arakine5239

[Intro: Michelle Obama]
(Yo! Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
[Chorus: Pi'erre Bourne & Playboi Carti]
Ayy, we outside, we here (Phew, phew, yo)
I'm outside, we here (Phew, phew, du-du)
Ayy, and I ain't goin' nowhere (At all, phew,yo)
You should get to know Pi'erre (What?)
Everybody want me to come out here(What?)
Everybody want me to come out here (What? What? What? What? What? Oh my, what?)
You should get to know Pi'erre (Ooh, du-du)
Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre (Beep)
Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre (Uh, what? What? What? What?)
Yo, yo, I ain't goin' nowhere (Yeah)
Yo, you should get to know Pi'erre (Uh, ooh, ooh, ooh, what?)
Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre
(Check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out)
[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
I got real ice on my Rollie (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 (Mole)
White ho, call her Cody
Titties fat, told her show me
Molly bean, nigga rollin' (Slatt)
In the hood with my Rollie (Slatt, slatt)
East Atlanta with Young Nudy (Slatt, what?)
Shawty fuck me, yeah, she choosin' (What?)
Fuck me like a groupie (Groupie)
Hellcat with that toolie (Toolie)
Ooh, in that bitch we foolie (Go)
Your shit do not move me, ooh
All my niggas fully, fully (What? What? What? What?)
[Chorus: Pi'erre Bourne & Playboi Carti]
Ayy, we outside, we here (What? What? What?)
I'm outside, we here (Phew, phew, du-du)
Ayy, and I ain't goin' nowhere (What? At all, phew)
You should get to know Pi'erre (What?)
Everybody want me to come out here(What?)
Everybody want me to come out here (What? What? What? What? What? What?)
You should get to know Pi'erre (Ooh, du-du)
Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre (Beep)
Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre (Uh, what? What? What? What?)
Yo, yo, I ain't goin' nowhere (At all)
Yo, you should get to know Pi'erre (What?)
Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre
[Verse 2: Pi'erre Bourne & Playboi Carti]
Yeah, I'm up next, I'm the best, ayy (What? What? What? What?)
No flex, ayy (What? What? What? What?)
Wild out, ho, like Kyla Pratt
Hit it from the back, collision and then we crash
Ayy, I wake up, the breakfast in the bag(What? What?)
Yeah, I just made some bands in my sleep(What? Go)
Quit my job, told 'em I'm making beats (Go, go)
What the fuck is 40 hours a week? (Go, go)
[Chorus: Pi'erre Bourne]
Ayy, we outside, we here
I'm outside, we here
Ayy, 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, I ain't goin' nowhere
Yo, you should get to know Pi'erre
Yo, yo, yo, Pi'erre



All comments from YouTube:

@biguzivert03

This shit is madly underrated. This undoubtedly is one of the hardest Pi’erre songs.

@ProdZeltra

Fax this slaps

@trentonjones915

Planet namek

@ambatukam_omagoyd

This undoubtedly is one of the hardest Pi’erre songs. BRUH by just saying yo pierre

@Iandshark

def my favorite

@jmo8192

HELL no

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@LXNESTRRR

yall sleeping on this fire bruh....

@daniels5853

carti's verse is so good I stg

@maiaischmidt2470

U been sleeping for 2 years bruh.......

@purofierro5208

@@maiaischmidt2470 Fr

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