1. Home
  2. Juice WRLD
  3. Out My Way

Out My Way

Juice WRLD

Ayy, we up, ayy Max, c'mon we gotta do one take and shit I don't even need no lean so pump it up Uh, yeah, count it, yeah New nigga on the block, yeah I got my Glocky Look like I've been locked up, arms kinda stocky Wrist on rocky, wish a nigga tried to stop me Usain Bolt with the glizzy it's a track meet Make him take off like Migos In the kitchen whippin' up the bricks, servin' kilos If I gotta get in your door I pick the key-hole Full of shit, bitches, boy these hoes like A-holes Every day I wake up, thinkin' 'bout the Pesos Gettin' bankrolls, sayin' RIP to Bankroll, keep the dank rolled Codeine in the double cup I'm sippin', ayy Stevie Wonder, it's gonna take away my vision, ayy Double 07, with that Glock, I got precision, ayy You be talkin' 'bout the shit, when I been did it, ayy Free my niggas in that jam (yeah) I don't give a shit, and I don't give a Hoover damn Last bitch said I wasn't shit, she wanna let me cram (bitch) Hit it from the back, oh yes, ah yeah Chopper make your brains turn to eggs, Sam-I-Am I had a feelin' they was gon' switch up, Will I Am Two pints of Wockhardt, sealed up, in my hand Clean nigga, but I'm sippin' 'til I do the muddy dance Broke nigga, I got rich and now I do the money dance Feel like Hugh Hefner, these bitches finna do the bunny dance On the dick, for a trick, then after that she fucked her friend I ain't gonna trick off no bitch, I don't pay, I just get in I ain't really usually the one to be talking my shit, but I think I'm finna talk my shit one time for the one time Two times, maybe a few times Ruinin' careers, man this shit easy What my nigga Davis say, this shit beyond me, yo, ayy Okay I'm back in, getting it crackin', with ya broad After she helped me get my rocks off, she fucked the squad They think I'm a bitch because they heard the sad songs, that's a façade I'm on them niggas that'll have an atheist screamin' out to God I don't want no problems, really, I'm just tryna get my sack up But if it's a problem, bruh gon' come and shoot you from the neck up That bitch a lil' giraffe the way she bend over and neck us Got killers, Texas silver black berettas if they disrespect us Way, way, way, way, way, way Out my way, way, way, way (fuck out my way) Way, way, way, way, way, way (bitch, way) Out my way, way, way, way (get the fuck out my way) Way, way, way, way, way, way (bitch, way) Out my way, way, way, way (get the fuck out my way) Way, way, way, way, way, way (c'mon) Out my way, way, way, way, c'mon (get the fuck out my way)

Share it

Languages Availables

Select the language to see the lyrics


※ Songwriter

Chauncey A. Hollis, Jarad Higgins

https://onlyrics.co/en/juice-wrld/out-my-way?lang=en

Submitted on October 20, 2022 by Anonymous

Comments

You need to be logged in to write a comment. Please login or register to continue.

Languages Availables

Select the language to see the lyrics

Juice WRLD
The best of
Juice WRLD

Release Name or Album Name

Death Race For Love (Bonus Track Version)

Record Label

Grade A Productions/Interscope Records

Release Date

March 8, 2019

Language

language English

Spotify

Listen song in spotify service

Words

Most Popular Words in Songs

dance shit like take they don't nigga bitch it's fuck with c'mon that yeah

Analysis

Analytics audio from this song