Get Out the Way!
Yeah, uh-huh, it's finesse, nigga, uh-huh Man
Y'all niggas better get the fuck out the
Way, man, uh-huh I get rolled over, it's up to you
We ain't stoppin', man, uh-huh, yeah
Look, uh, look, look, it's time to really expand I'm tryna play in the garden like an X-Fan
What you do? Heard you blew through the quick bands
Took a waver, any day you can withstand 0302, I'm the fish man
To get here, man, you gotta have a wristband On the beat, man, I swear I'm a hitman
Been a jit-jit-jit, spit quicksand
You see, really, I'm being modest My bitch, she call me psychotic
Maybe I'm diabolic Maybe it's just the chronic
Hypnotic in a little Henny I'm friendly, you can't offend me
Your rivals' idols commend me Tryna spite on the sentry
When really, I want a billy These niggas is talkin' silly
For really, it's getting chilly Never tried with the Philly
I'm feelin' I got the ointment You niggas is disappointments
Thinkin' I got the point With the beat, I can double-join it
Bandanas, Houston, Atlanta, Savannas Hannah, Montanas, Cabanas
Niggas and slammers From Indiana to Bama
The one demanded the camera Only know of one Pamela
Pray for Defunct The stamina
Damn, these niggas is amateurs Yeah, they think that they high
But we think that they not They don't think for the top
So we think they should stop You can't win, we're no same
We all bleed, it's okay Now you see, we don't play
Get out the way Someone please take they hand
Mickey D's in demand Keep my freeze on the stand
Someone please get they mans NYC to the bay
New Orleans, M.I.A Now you see, we don't play
I'm mobbin', feelin' like Goblin I'm Joker, you little Robin
Don't make him like me this often You've never seen this in common
So you should proceed with caution Sicker nigga, I'm coffin
She quiver if it go all in Dicker and then I'm stallin
Like Doc and I got the recipe Like my space, don't sit next to me
On your grind, man, you better be Nigga, fuck a celebrity
Used to practice telepathy Seein' no one ahead of me
Talkin' street, but they sassin' me Never have seen a felony
Fakin' like you the man But you a snake, you a fan
I'm doin' it true to plan Doin' it for some land
I'm doin' it for the fam You doin' it for the gram
You better take your fuckin' stand I ain't gon' shake your fuckin' hand
I damage, I'm on a rampage They stranded, ain't got this planet
Don't panic, just understand it Doin' this for the planet
To get it in, we gotta do No fittin' in, you gotta move
To really win, you gotta lose I'm thinkin' this what God would do
See, they think that they high But we think that they not
They don't think for the top So we think they should stop
You can't win, we're no same We all be, it's okay
Now you see, we don't play Get out the way, someone please take they hand
Mickey D's in demand Keep my freeze on the stand
Someone please get they mans NYC to the bank
New Orleans, M.I.A. Now you see, we don't play
Get out the way
Hey, y'all Get her to do what I'ma say
So, get her to get out my way You should get out my way
Hey, y'all Get her to do what I'ma say
So, get her to get out my way You should get out my
Get out the way
Y'all niggas better get the fuck out the
Way, man, uh-huh I get rolled over, it's up to you
We ain't stoppin', man, uh-huh, yeah
Look, uh, look, look, it's time to really expand I'm tryna play in the garden like an X-Fan
What you do? Heard you blew through the quick bands
Took a waver, any day you can withstand 0302, I'm the fish man
To get here, man, you gotta have a wristband On the beat, man, I swear I'm a hitman
Been a jit-jit-jit, spit quicksand
You see, really, I'm being modest My bitch, she call me psychotic
Maybe I'm diabolic Maybe it's just the chronic
Hypnotic in a little Henny I'm friendly, you can't offend me
Your rivals' idols commend me Tryna spite on the sentry
When really, I want a billy These niggas is talkin' silly
For really, it's getting chilly Never tried with the Philly
I'm feelin' I got the ointment You niggas is disappointments
Thinkin' I got the point With the beat, I can double-join it
Bandanas, Houston, Atlanta, Savannas Hannah, Montanas, Cabanas
Niggas and slammers From Indiana to Bama
The one demanded the camera Only know of one Pamela
Pray for Defunct The stamina
Damn, these niggas is amateurs Yeah, they think that they high
But we think that they not They don't think for the top
So we think they should stop You can't win, we're no same
We all bleed, it's okay Now you see, we don't play
Get out the way Someone please take they hand
Mickey D's in demand Keep my freeze on the stand
Someone please get they mans NYC to the bay
New Orleans, M.I.A Now you see, we don't play
I'm mobbin', feelin' like Goblin I'm Joker, you little Robin
Don't make him like me this often You've never seen this in common
So you should proceed with caution Sicker nigga, I'm coffin
She quiver if it go all in Dicker and then I'm stallin
Like Doc and I got the recipe Like my space, don't sit next to me
On your grind, man, you better be Nigga, fuck a celebrity
Used to practice telepathy Seein' no one ahead of me
Talkin' street, but they sassin' me Never have seen a felony
Fakin' like you the man But you a snake, you a fan
I'm doin' it true to plan Doin' it for some land
I'm doin' it for the fam You doin' it for the gram
You better take your fuckin' stand I ain't gon' shake your fuckin' hand
I damage, I'm on a rampage They stranded, ain't got this planet
Don't panic, just understand it Doin' this for the planet
To get it in, we gotta do No fittin' in, you gotta move
To really win, you gotta lose I'm thinkin' this what God would do
See, they think that they high But we think that they not
They don't think for the top So we think they should stop
You can't win, we're no same We all be, it's okay
Now you see, we don't play Get out the way, someone please take they hand
Mickey D's in demand Keep my freeze on the stand
Someone please get they mans NYC to the bank
New Orleans, M.I.A. Now you see, we don't play
Get out the way
Hey, y'all Get her to do what I'ma say
So, get her to get out my way You should get out my way
Hey, y'all Get her to do what I'ma say
So, get her to get out my way You should get out my
Get out the way
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Writer(s): Orlando Ferguson
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