Out The Way Yeat Song Lyrics

pull up lil’ bitch like-, pull up lil’ bitch like, yeah, huh
I bought a Urus today, uh-huh Out The Way Yeat 

Paint it all yellow, look like a bird (I-I’m-)
Inside big body, two times two, my money, bitch
All I got, yeah (I-I’m working on dying)
I make money, my thot-thot-thot

‘Bout to fold that money all up (ooh, BNYX)
Yeah, I’m swervin’ it daily (ooh, oh)
Yeah, I’m causin’ a madness (ooh, oh)
Yeah, I’m fuckin’ the baddest, uh
Yeah, I bought me the Crowdless (ooh, oh)

I bought me the gems
Yeah, I never need practice (ooh, oh)
My money gon’ double or triple
Yeah, your money subtractin’ (ooh, oh)
Yeah, peeled off on the jakes

Peeled off on the cops
Peeled off on a swerve (ooh, oh)
Yeah, I ain’t even fuckin’ with nobody
Bitch got a crib in the ‘burbs (ooh, oh)
Yeah, this shit could’ve gone so bad
This shit could’ve gotten worse, yeah (ooh, oh)
Yeah, free YSL out the chain gang, big fuck 12, they birds (brr)

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I ran up my money the most
I’m richer than all of them nerds (yeah)
Yeah, I’m flexin’ a big bankroll
These knots in my pockets, it hurt (big bankroll)
I had to chase it, the Tonka, the vision
Kept rippin’ the car ’til it burn (skrrt)
24-7, I steady be poppin’ these pillies, these mo’fuckin’ Percs

I think I’m Osama, lil’ bitch, yeah
The way that I blew up and left on the Earth (bang)
I hope that you don’t think you could just rock with the gang

You can’t come over here (no way)
You can try pullin’ up on us lil’ bitch (ooh)
You get hit with a motherfuckin’ AR (ooh, oh)
I don’t even be postin’ no pics on the Instagram
Bitch, I just motherfuckin’ stay out (ooh, oh)
Bitch, you can’t do it like me, you can’t do it like us

You gon’ get up and pay out (ooh, oh)
You can be stuck in the mix with a couple lil’ blicks

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But it’s always a way out (I-I’m-)
Hey, hey, been swervin’ the motherfuckin’ jakes on the side
The motherfucker told me to spin, hey, hey (I’m working on dying)
I don’t even understand how they get this shit anyways (BNYX)

But a motherfucker lame
Loud, loud, I used to be shippin’ the pound (hey, hey)
I bought the motherfuckin’ karat, lil’ bitch
Yeah, look at me now (hey, hey)

Yeah, look at these motherfuckin’ diamonds
Listen the way that they sound (hey, hey)
Yeah, new watch every day of the week
Lil’ Rollie bitch, with the AP (hey, hey, hey, hey)

pull up lil’ bitch like-, pull up lil’ bitch like, yeah, huh
I bought a Urus today, uh-huh
Paint it all yellow, look like a bird (I-I’m-)
Inside big body, two times two, my money, bitch

All I got, yeah (I-I’m working on dying)
I make money, my thot-thot-thot
‘Bout to fold that money all up (ooh, BNYX)

Yeah, I’m swervin’ it daily (ooh, oh)
Yeah, I’m causin’ a madness (ooh, oh)
Yeah, I’m fuckin’ the baddest, uh
Yeah, I bought me the Crowdless (ooh, oh)

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I bought me the gems
Yeah, I never need practice (ooh, oh)
My money gon’ double or triple, yeah, your money subtractin’