Download Lagu DB.Boutabag - Out The Way Pt. 2

Lirik Out The Way Pt. 2

(Are you klocked right now?)
I just gotta let you know I'm blowin' up this shit great
And I just chase cake I'm stayin' out the way (stayin' out the way)
And all these new niggas in my face this shit fake (you niggas fake, and they movin' like a snake)

I just gotta let you know I'm blowin' up this shit great
I just chase cake I'm stayin' out the way
And all these new niggas in my face this shit fake
He was my dawg started movin' like a snake
Bounce back and I had to up racks in they face
I got caught wit it cause they was tryna get me out the way
I be feelin' like my niggas I can call but I can't
I use a dollar they gon throw it in my face
Don't give a fuck about her if she fag off, that bitch gay
Should I mix it up today designer jeans wit' the Bape
We are not the same, I'ma stuff my pockets 'til they break
They are not the same, watch my niggas pop out broad day
Baby blowin' up my phone give me a break
I ain't watchin' how I eat give me a steak
Niggas tryna throw dirt on my name but they can't
Nigga if you got a problem let it rain, heavy pain
I started rappin' they ain't treatin' me the same
I was a diamond in the rough and now it's diamonds in my chain
I started rappin' everybody wanna change, all these bitches in my- 
And all these bitches gimme brain
It's to the face I smoke klocks to the brain, all this drank in my cup like I'm Kurt Cobain
Gas Propane, Shrimp Lo Mein, nigga bleed how we bleed is it worth your chain
Bape on my toes nigga Bape on my brain
Off-White Vlone wearin' ghosts all the same
I could bust a sweatsuit she gon' still give me brain
Stop fuckin' with them niggas they gon' jeopardize my name
I just gotta let you know I'm blowin' up this shit great
I just chase cake I'm stayin' out the way
And all these new niggas in my face this shit fake
He was my dawg started movin' like a snake
Bounce back and I had to up racks in they face
I got caught wit' it 'cause they was tryna get me out the way
I be feelin' like my niggas I could call but I can't
I use a dollar they gon' throw it in my face

Don't give a fuck about her if she fag off, that bitch gay
Mmm, designer jeans wit' the BAPE
They are not the same, watch my niggas pop out broad day
Mmm, niggas pop out broad day
I ain't goin' on my phone gimme a break
I ain't watchin' how I eat gimme a steak
Niggas tryna throw dirt on my name but they can't
Nigga if you got a problem let it rain heavy pain
Started rappin' they ain't treatin' me the same 
Was a diamond in the rough and now it's diamonds in my chain
I started rappin' and everybody wanna change and all these bitches in my- 
And they gon' still give me brain
Mmm, to the brain, all this drank in my- 
Like I'm Kurt Cobain
Mmm, nigga shrimp lo mein, nigga bleed how we bleed is it worth yo' chain