Out My Way
Juice WRLD · Produced by Hit-Boy
Out My Way lyrics
Intro
Ayy we up ayy (HitBoy)
Max cmon we gotta do one take and shit
I don’t wanna even need no lean so pump it up
Verse 1
New nigga on the block yeah I got my Glocky
Look like Ive been locked up arms kinda stocky
Wrist on rocky wish a nigga tried to stop me
Usain Bolt with the glizzy its a track meet
Make him take off like Migos
In the kitchen whippin’ up the bricks servin kilos
If I gotta get in your door I pick the keyhole
Full of shit bitches boy these hoes like Aholes
Every day I wake up thinkin bout the Pesos
Gettin bankrolls sayin RIP to Bankroll keep the dank rolled
Codeine in the double cup Im sippin ayy
Stevie Wonder it’s gonna take away my vision ayy
007 with that Glock I got precision ayy
You be talkin’ bout the shit when I been did it ayy
Free my niggas in that jam (Yeah)
I don’t give a shit and I dont give a Hoover damn
Last bitch said I wasnt shit she wanna let me cram (Bitch)
Hit it from the back oh yes I am
Chopper make your brains turn to eggs SamIAm
I had a feelin they was gon’ switch up william
Two pints of Wockhardt sealed up in my hand
Clean nigga but Im sippin til I do the muddy dance
Broke nigga I got rich and now I do the money dance
Feel like Hugh Hefner these bitches finna do the bunny dance
On the dick for a trick then after that she fucked her friend
I aint gonna trick off no bitch I dont pay I just get in
Bridge
I aint really usually the one to be talking my shit but
I think Im finna talk my shit one time for the one time
Two times maybe a few times
Ruinin careers man this shit easy
What my nigga Davis say this shit beyond me yo ayy
Verse 2
Okay Im back in gettin it crackin with ya broad
After she helped me get my rocks off she fucked the squad
They think Im a bitch because they heard the sad songs thats a façade
Im one of them niggas thatll have an atheist screamin out to God
I dont want no problems really Im just tryna get my sack up
But if its a problem bruh gon come and shoot you from the neck up
That bitch a lil giraffe the way she bend over and neck us
Got killers Texas silver black berettas if they disrespect us
Outro
Way way way way way way
Out my way way way way (Fuck out my way)
Way way way way way way (Bitch way)
Out my way way way way (Get the fuck out my way)
Way way way way way way (Bitch way)
Out my way way way way (Get the fuck out my way)
Way way way way way way (Cmon)
Out my way way way way (Get the fuck out my way)