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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)