Out the way – VO1d404 Lyrics
Im driving now get out the way
These niggas be talking on me like damn, bitch, yeah get out the way
I fucked on your bitch if you got a problem, yeah you know where i stay
If you keep on playing ima show up to that house, yeah, in la
Im pouring these bottles, im drinking this shit
She dont wanna suck i told her to lick
Ima pass out, yeah, any min’
She wanna fuck on me i told her i dont kiss
You niggas are preds, yall on that list
You wanna play basketball but you gon’ miss
They wanna make songs, i dont wanna hear it
I dont wanna hear testing turn off that shit
Bitch i ain't lying this ain't a skit
I feel like ken i got a drug kit
I got a hard fit, yeah, no nike
I got a gun yeah no kel tec bih’
You hear this shit, yеah, it rings a bell
I dont like yall niggas, yeah, yall niggas smеll
Yall niggas depressed yall know how i felt
Bitch im on fire now watch how i smelt
Yall niggas are weird yall care bout’ my smell
Yall niggas are weird yall care bout’ my style
Yall niggas are weird yall copied my sound
If you listen to me, yeah, im profound
I ain't pickin’ no peppers, yeah, i ain't a clown
These bitches stay talkin’ the killing my smile
These niggas not epstein, forget them files
I used get my hacks, yeah, from server nile
I praise God, yeah, i got a Bible
I look up and i fuckin’ smile
These niggas from south park, yeah, they kyle
No i ain't kicking this shit without a count
I got all this money yeah check my account
Yeah im really kanye, yeah, check what im bound
Yeah this bitch she gon’ scream and she gon shout
I got so much money i dont know the amount
I stay on the wall fuck that ground
You dont fuck with me but how bout’ now
She like smoking weed, so i bought her a pound
She mad at me, so i told her to calm down
I’m taking too much drugs, i need to slow down
I got this hoe wet but she dont need a towel
She gon’ bend over, yeah, she bout’ to bow
I’m on this water, yeah, i bought a boat
This bitch she can swim but she can't float
I got all these guns, yeah, know what i tote
Yeah these niggas fake and they bout’ to blow
Fuck that shit, yeah, i ain’t switching the flow
She asked me out i told her oh no
Yeah i got the location, yeah i got the lo’
You niggas are trash, yeah, I’m bout’ to score
He think im playing he gonna get scoped
I got a ar with a beam and a scope
Yeah rd and bry9on they my bros
You wanna get in but you don’t know the code
She want my jacket but it ain’t cold
Bitch im a bomb, yeah, I’m bout’ to blow
They care about hair, yeah, I got a fro’
I got a few songs with the homie sno
Shout out ibrax, yeah, that’s my Bro
