Way Out
He on the way out
And on I'm the way
He feeling bad now
And she feeling me
Ey-ey-ey
Bet she lied and told him that she needed space (yeah)
But he on the way out
'Cause I'm on the way
Yeah, I let her heart shatter
He was there pick up after
Now we caught up and she better
Now she back in my old sweater
I ain't a home wrecker, it's renovation
Trading a 4Runner for a Mercedes
If she gon' be shady, yeah
Better now than later, think he oughta to thank me
She like
Baby, you should come through
So I
'Bout to pull up in that Coupe, yeah-yeah
(Skrrt, skrrt)
He on the way out
And on I'm the way (and on I'm the way)
He feeling bad now
And she feeling me
Ey-ey-ey
Bet she lied and told him that she needed space
But he on the way out
'Cause I'm on the way
When I get there, I'ma show you how to do it
Hit on the ottoman and take it to the pool
Let you drip dry
Get a little down time take you for
A French fry just like we used to do, yeah
She like
Baby, you should come through
So I
'Bout to pull up in that Coupe, yeah-yeah
(Skrrt, skrrt)
He on the way out
And on I'm the way (and on I'm the way)
He feeling bad now
And she feeling me
Ey-ey-ey
Bet she lied and told him that she needed space
But he on the way out
'Cause I'm on the way
On the way, on the way
On the way, on the way
He on the way out
And on I'm the way
He on the way out
And on I'm the way
(He on the way out)
(And on I'm the way)
(He on the way out)
(Oh-ah, oh-uh)
(Oh-ah, oh-uh)
And on I'm the way
He feeling bad now
And she feeling me
Ey-ey-ey
Bet she lied and told him that she needed space (yeah)
But he on the way out
'Cause I'm on the way
Yeah, I let her heart shatter
He was there pick up after
Now we caught up and she better
Now she back in my old sweater
I ain't a home wrecker, it's renovation
Trading a 4Runner for a Mercedes
If she gon' be shady, yeah
Better now than later, think he oughta to thank me
She like
Baby, you should come through
So I
'Bout to pull up in that Coupe, yeah-yeah
(Skrrt, skrrt)
He on the way out
And on I'm the way (and on I'm the way)
He feeling bad now
And she feeling me
Ey-ey-ey
Bet she lied and told him that she needed space
But he on the way out
'Cause I'm on the way
When I get there, I'ma show you how to do it
Hit on the ottoman and take it to the pool
Let you drip dry
Get a little down time take you for
A French fry just like we used to do, yeah
She like
Baby, you should come through
So I
'Bout to pull up in that Coupe, yeah-yeah
(Skrrt, skrrt)
He on the way out
And on I'm the way (and on I'm the way)
He feeling bad now
And she feeling me
Ey-ey-ey
Bet she lied and told him that she needed space
But he on the way out
'Cause I'm on the way
On the way, on the way
On the way, on the way
He on the way out
And on I'm the way
He on the way out
And on I'm the way
(He on the way out)
(And on I'm the way)
(He on the way out)
(Oh-ah, oh-uh)
(Oh-ah, oh-uh)
Credits
Writer(s): Conor Matthews, Jon Sherwood, Riley Thomas, Michael Whitworth, Evan Gartner
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