Get Out My Way
Ho get out of my way
Runnin' this shit, my shoes laced
First place yea we done raced
My life is a move bitch, press play
H-H Ho get out of my way
Runnin' this shit, my shoes laced
First place yea we done raced
My life is a move bitch, press play
At ya neck like a tie
Sliced you up, no knife
Just live ya life, Who getting t'd up? I
Bitches talkin shit? I have to sigh
Thought you won against me? Nice fucking try
I'm so ahead of you catch up bitch
Get up on the plate, step up bitch
Put it together I set it up bitch
I got the sauce I ain't talkin bout ketchup bitch
You bitches trash, you bitches is a nuisance
Write my own bars I don't need ya fuckin' two cents
I wanna Dance i'm not talking Houston
Cold bitch, Massachusetts
Ho get out of my way
Runnin' this shit, my shoes laced
First place yea we done raced
My life is a move bitch, press play
I hope you know that it is my time (it is)
Yea bitch It's mine
Gonna get to that green, that lime
To the top
Imma climb
I already told you get up out my way
Imma kill this shit yesterday and today
This the 101 not talking Zoey
Ho I hope you know that I don't fucking play
Going heavy on this but I'm not obese
We not related ho you is not my niece
Do you wanna know how Imma give you bitches peace? Put an end to you, Seize
Ho get out of my way
Runnin' this shit, my shoes laced
First place yea we done raced
My life is a move bitch, press play
Ho get out of my way
Runnin' this shit, my shoes laced
First place yea we done raced
My life is a move bitch, press play (on that shit)
Bitch get out and I ain't talking bout the movie
Yous a beast look at me I'm the beauty
Looked at me and said I'm such a cutie
Judging you bitches, you can call me Judy
Thought you was beating me? Ho had to laugh
There's a thin line between us, bitch it's on the graph
Long neck bitch
You a giraffe
Of me you could never be half
All facts, No cap
I hope you taking these Jabs
It's like you in Kindergarten
And bitch Imma grad
I ain't really mean to make you sad
Looks like I got bitches mad
Ho get out of my way
Runnin' this shit, my shoes laced
First place yea we done raced
My life is a move bitch, press play
When you see a bad bitch coming through
Y'all bum bitches need to learn to get out the way
Get out my way
Get out my way
Get out my way
Get the fuck up out my way
Runnin' this shit, my shoes laced
First place yea we done raced
My life is a move bitch, press play
H-H Ho get out of my way
Runnin' this shit, my shoes laced
First place yea we done raced
My life is a move bitch, press play
At ya neck like a tie
Sliced you up, no knife
Just live ya life, Who getting t'd up? I
Bitches talkin shit? I have to sigh
Thought you won against me? Nice fucking try
I'm so ahead of you catch up bitch
Get up on the plate, step up bitch
Put it together I set it up bitch
I got the sauce I ain't talkin bout ketchup bitch
You bitches trash, you bitches is a nuisance
Write my own bars I don't need ya fuckin' two cents
I wanna Dance i'm not talking Houston
Cold bitch, Massachusetts
Ho get out of my way
Runnin' this shit, my shoes laced
First place yea we done raced
My life is a move bitch, press play
I hope you know that it is my time (it is)
Yea bitch It's mine
Gonna get to that green, that lime
To the top
Imma climb
I already told you get up out my way
Imma kill this shit yesterday and today
This the 101 not talking Zoey
Ho I hope you know that I don't fucking play
Going heavy on this but I'm not obese
We not related ho you is not my niece
Do you wanna know how Imma give you bitches peace? Put an end to you, Seize
Ho get out of my way
Runnin' this shit, my shoes laced
First place yea we done raced
My life is a move bitch, press play
Ho get out of my way
Runnin' this shit, my shoes laced
First place yea we done raced
My life is a move bitch, press play (on that shit)
Bitch get out and I ain't talking bout the movie
Yous a beast look at me I'm the beauty
Looked at me and said I'm such a cutie
Judging you bitches, you can call me Judy
Thought you was beating me? Ho had to laugh
There's a thin line between us, bitch it's on the graph
Long neck bitch
You a giraffe
Of me you could never be half
All facts, No cap
I hope you taking these Jabs
It's like you in Kindergarten
And bitch Imma grad
I ain't really mean to make you sad
Looks like I got bitches mad
Ho get out of my way
Runnin' this shit, my shoes laced
First place yea we done raced
My life is a move bitch, press play
When you see a bad bitch coming through
Y'all bum bitches need to learn to get out the way
Get out my way
Get out my way
Get out my way
Get the fuck up out my way
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Writer(s): Dylan Thomas
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