Aidcot - Out My Way (feat. Edrictheperson & Juggmanlo$) Lyrics

Got a rope on my neck, got a fig on my wrist
I just f*cked your bitch just straight cut off my list
And you ain't smokin' dope bro you smokin' on that mist
I just heard you talked some shit is you trynna catch a fist
Bitch you stay talkin' shit then f*ck you
Ice rope on my neck bitch i only talk in checks
Bitches wanna squabble til i walk up to them n flex my Gucci, 'preme, and Balenciaga vest
And they talk down on my name shut up you cryin' over your ex
And they hate me cos I'm a limited edition Burberry flex
I'm always chasin' bags yes that's correct
No you cannot stop me I am what's up next
Get the f*ck out my way lil baby that's yo best friend
Shawty wanna lick me but we not friends
Had her hoeing for the dough it ain't got ends
Said she chase bags by making that back bend
I be ballin' like a piston you ain't listen
I'm a real young trapper and I'm trynna make them figures
And I'm really with the shits I can really take some hits
Can't knock me over I'm so f*cken centered on my shit
Lil baby I ain't playin keep this chopsword
Diamonds VVS I can never ever go bored
Money long like the snakes in my front yard
Had to go and cut em, bitches hissin' every step towards
The fame and the money stay striving
I can never play with money even though it be exciting
Never let a bitch play me, they belong to the party
I'll never miss out you will see me on the marquee
Get the f*ck out my way lil baby that's yo best friend
Shawty wanna lick me but we not friends
Had her hoeing for the dough it ain't got ends
Said she chase bags by making that back bend
I'm a winner, bag flipper, dough getter
Brown nigga if I see your hoe I'm gon' hit her
Won't give up I swear to god I won't give up
Won't stop till my neck like some gold glitter
I know my pockets fat bitch but I want em bigger
I know you talking out yo neck we got beef for dinner
Nah I'm just playing lil nigga I ain't no killer
But I got niggas that'll do it, throw you in the river
We ain't worried bout you hoes it's the winning team
Shorty trippin off the gas she said she seeing things
Her best friend saying the same she said she hearing things
But imma keep a band you don't mean shit to me
Imma keep it a band I keep a band on me
Aye, same niggas hating got bitches and they fans of me
Niggas instagram thuggin' talking shit on me
Walk past the nigga out in public got no hands on me bitch
Get the f*ck out my way lil baby that's yo best friend
Shawty wanna lick me but we not friends
Had her hoeing for the dough it ain't got ends
Said she chase bags by making that back bend
Got a hoe on my left, got one on my right
I just made a figure yeah one thousand, it was pretty light
Always stay lowkey I got no sides because I'm out of sight
Always chasin' bags I'm in the shadows like I'm in the night
Ay, I'm always chasing
Speedin' in the Honda S2k I'm always racin'
Always on the top and you know me I'm always placin'
Just got caught up with my new bitch, on my phone erasin'
Erasin', replacin', my new hoe complainin'
She crazy, I'm lazy, her new bitch can't phase me
You know that
Been on this shit, it's a throwback
At the function and she throw that
OuttaLuck that's what I'm reppin'
Livin' good yeah it's a blessin'
Eating good I'm really stressin'
Mom work hard, yeah she the best thing
It's Edric, it's Juggman, it's Aidcot, you know that
We go up, we come up, so stop trynna be us
Get the f*ck out my way lil baby that's yo best friend
Shawty wanna lick me but we not friends
Had her hoeing for the dough it ain't got ends
Said she chase bags by making that back bend