Out The Way
I get to the money then stay out the way
Cause These niggas fake I might send me a hit and I won't leave a trace
Leave a nigga decayed
200 my dash I'm pushing the wraith
He tried to escape We light that boy up and we smoke him like vape
Should've stayed in your place
If you get behind me, No i wont hit the breaks
Im the top kid, I feel like I'm jace
I iced out my rollie, it got a red face
Only about the money when I'm in a chase
Smokin Za Morant, got me High out of space Switch up on who? Man you niggas a disgrace
I got in my bag and I made that shit shake
My new bitch so bad & she got a lotta cake
I stay with the dogs, you think I was Drake
On My rockstar shit, bitch I feel like Cobain
Got a G-23, give a fuck nigga pain
Oh you ain't gettin no money, that shit is a shame
You shoulda just learned to stay in your lane
I get to the money & stay out the way (I stay out the way)
I get to the money & stay out the way (I stay out the way)
I get to the money & stay out the way (I stay out the way)
I get to the money & stay out the way (I stay out the way)
I get to the money then stay out the way
Cause These niggas fake I might send me a hit and I won't leave a trace
Leave a nigga decayed
200 my dash I'm pushing the wraith
He tried to escape We light that boy up and we smoke him like vape
Should've stayed in your place
If you get behind me, No i wont hit the breaks
Cause These niggas fake I might send me a hit and I won't leave a trace
Leave a nigga decayed
200 my dash I'm pushing the wraith
He tried to escape We light that boy up and we smoke him like vape
Should've stayed in your place
If you get behind me, No i wont hit the breaks
Im the top kid, I feel like I'm jace
I iced out my rollie, it got a red face
Only about the money when I'm in a chase
Smokin Za Morant, got me High out of space Switch up on who? Man you niggas a disgrace
I got in my bag and I made that shit shake
My new bitch so bad & she got a lotta cake
I stay with the dogs, you think I was Drake
On My rockstar shit, bitch I feel like Cobain
Got a G-23, give a fuck nigga pain
Oh you ain't gettin no money, that shit is a shame
You shoulda just learned to stay in your lane
I get to the money & stay out the way (I stay out the way)
I get to the money & stay out the way (I stay out the way)
I get to the money & stay out the way (I stay out the way)
I get to the money & stay out the way (I stay out the way)
I get to the money then stay out the way
Cause These niggas fake I might send me a hit and I won't leave a trace
Leave a nigga decayed
200 my dash I'm pushing the wraith
He tried to escape We light that boy up and we smoke him like vape
Should've stayed in your place
If you get behind me, No i wont hit the breaks
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Writer(s): Ellis Wiley
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