Out The Way

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Yeah Yeah (Ha) Yeah (Thanks, Zuko) Skrrt [Verse] Yeah, nigga, my diamonds hit different (Huh) I-I-I'm fuckin' all type of bitches In a black truck, I take off with quickness Flex too hard, kill that boy, he a witness Sit back, just count up while mindin' my business In my own lane, give a fuck if they get me These rap niggas movin' too—, no Diddy In the spot, sippin' red ain't no Trippie In LA, finna turn up the city My bad, on the block, flexin' hard, got no pity Fuck niggas walk in and start fuckin' [?] Six figure roll, bank account, bitch I got money Bitch pull up, no manners, eat me like some Denny's All black on the truck, yeah, I been movin' presi' Two-tone on the diamonds, AP, I wеnt Skele' I'm outside with gang, rеally poppin' my shit, all these fuck niggas hating, they gotta resent me Lil' nigga be talkin' on Twitter all day, he ain't eat in a week, know his pockets is empty I came up on my own, now I'm taking flights every other day, why the fuck would I be stressin'? That bitch tryna tell me off, I ain't hearin' that shit, I just sit back and count my blessings Need a bag, girl, or bitch I ain't hearin' that Took the Jag' off the road, really tearin' that Gas so loud, man, this shit got me tearin' up Fat-ass pockets, these niggas ain't keepin' up [?] Goyard for me That bitch see I got racks, now this ho tryna eat me up Double C all on my bag, this Chanelly That bitch wanna fuck, so pull up to the telly Geeked out my body, these drugs in my belly Benihana's, bitch, yeah, we eatin' all stake So much ice on my neck, this ho thought it was Friendly's Hoppin' on a flight to a whole 'nother state 559 on my lap, I move with deadly weapon I been on my grind, but I don't even skate This lil' ho wanna post me up, up on her page, but I said, "Hell nah, bitch, I'm stuck up in my ways" Hmm, let's go count this shit up, I'm off all these drugs right now Can't even feel my lung, hmm, VETEMENTS all on my tag right now Nigga try and look this up, hmm, I'm in that 4x4 right now Leave these boys shred like dust, hmm, smokin' on good Runtz [?] straight to the face we get hit Don't walk around with no blade, this a blick When I stepped in, the game started changing and shit That bitch know my whole name, think I'm famous and shit Hmm, c-c-clutch like Dame in this bitch Diamond rocks on neck like I'm slave in this bitch Guaped up, I need my payment and shit Niggas switched up, guess it's what came with this shit In a black truck, can't even see in this bih' [?] cup, lil' bitch, I got lean in this shit 'Member they ain't believe in the kid Now these bitch-ass nigga wan' eat with lil' 6 Told this lil' ho that this shit wasn't workin', she hit me like, "Ho, are you leaving again?" G-g-geeked up, facin' my demons again Only worry 'bout me and my team in the end, lil' bitch [Outro] Let's go count this shit up Let's go count this shit up Let's go count this shit up Let's go count this shit up Let's go count this shit up Le-le-let's go count this shit up Le-le-let's go count this shit up Le-le-let's go count this shit up