Out My Way - Juice WRLD
[Intro]
Ayy, we up, ayy
Max c'mon we gotta do one take and sh_t
I don't wanna even need no lean so pump it up
[Verse 1]
New n_gga on the block, yeah I got my Glocky
Look like I've been locked up, arms kinda stocky
Wrist on rocky, wish a n_gga 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 sh_t, b_tches, 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
Double 07, with that Glock, I got precision, ayy
You be talkin' 'bout the sh_t, when I been did it, ayy
Free my n_ggas in that jam (Yeah)
I don't give a sh_t, and I don't give a Hoover damn
Last b_tch said I wasn't sh_t, you wanna let me cram (B_tch)
Hit it from the back, oh yes, ah yeah
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 n_gga, but I'm sippin' 'til I do the muddy dance
Broke n_gga, I got rich and now I do the money dance
Feel like Hugh Hefner, these b_tches finna do the bunny dance
On the d_ck, for a trick, then after that she f_cked her friend
I ain't gonna trick off no b_tch, I don't pay, I just get in
[Refrain]
I ain't really usually the one to be talking my sh_t, but
I think i'm finna talk my sh_t one time for the one time
Two times, maybe a few times
Ruinin' careers, man this sh_t easy
What my n_gga Davis say, this sh_t beyond me, yo, ayy
[Verse 2]
Okay I'm back in, getting it crackin', with ya broad
After she helped me get my rocks off, she f_cked the squad
They think I'm a b_tch because they heard the sad songs, that's a facade
I'm on them n_ggas 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 b_tch 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 (F_ck out my way)
Way, way, way, way, way, way (B_tch, way)
Out my way, way, way, way (Get the f_ck out my way)
Way, way, way, way, way, way (B_tch, way)
Out my way, way, way, way (Get the f_ck out my way)
Way, way, way, way, way, way (C'mon)
Out my way, way, way, way (Get the f_ck out my way)