Out My Way - Juice WRLD

Max c’mon we gotta do one take and shit

I don’t wanna even need no lean so pump it up

New nigga on the block, yeah I got my Glocky

Look like I’ve been locked up, arms kinda stocky

Wrist on rocky, wish a nigga tried to stop me

Usain Bolt with the glizzy it’s 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 key-hole

Full of shit, bitches, boy these hoes like A-holes

Every day I wake up, thinkin' 'bout the Pesos

Gettin' bankrolls, sayin' RIP to Bankroll, keep the dank rolled

Codeine in the double cup I’m 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 don’t give a Hoover damn

Last bitch said I wasn’t shit, she wanna let me cram (Bitch)

Hit it from the back, oh yes I am

Chopper make your brains turn to eggs, Sam-I-Am

I had a feelin' they was gon' switch up, ​will.i.am

Two pints of Wockhardt, sealed up, in my hand

Clean nigga, but I’m 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 ain’t gonna trick off no bitch, I don’t pay, I just get in

I ain’t really usually the one to be talking my shit, but

I think I’m 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

Okay I’m back in, gettin' it crackin', with ya broad

After she helped me get my rocks off, she fucked the squad

They think I’m a bitch because they heard the sad songs, that’s a façade

I’m one of them niggas that’ll have an atheist screamin' out to God

I don’t want no problems, really, I’m just tryna get my sack up

But if it’s 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

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 (C'mon)

Out my way, way, way, way (Get the fuck out my way)