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Bxitz - My Way (feat. Sa Sa & Big O) Lyrics




Don't look at me, here I'll come
With this great big smile
And you'll find that even the kiddies
Are screaming in a latin style

Ooh, sad, guilty
Hey, daddy sus daddy ballz man
Let's go

Niggas mad cause I can't catch a case
Ozm ass mad cause he can't have my plate
Damn, I went from eating ramen to steak
I'm a rich asshole, I'ma always get my way

Marcus, get your ugly ass from in front of me
I'll have my robot beat your ass, his name Bumblebee
I wanna bad skinny bitch look just like Zendaya
Nigga, want a ass beating on his birthday, Lil' Taylor

Ayy, nigga, that's a motherf*ckin' bar
Don't forget this ugly ass, nigga, his name is Kar
Larry you is a bitch, your ass gon' be in heaven
She vapin' in my room, I smell and see the melons

She tellin' me I'm wrong, but really I'm yea right
Niggas think I'm sad, but really I'm ight
Call me the submarine, nigga, yeah, I'm lost
Pull up with that pole up, Left him froze like he Jack Frost

Niggas mad cause I can't catch a case
Ozm ass mad cause he can't have my plate
Damn, I went from eating ramen to steak
I'm a rich asshole, I'ma always get my way

I'ma always get my way
Walk a nigga down, hit him with this cake
Aces, three on it, some bitches
Sliding in the striker with the Aces, three switches
I go out 27 for my biggest opp
Wait till I get that newbie, momma hit him in his top

EBK, we in an A, five-five-six, it's you and your top, maybe we have to crave

Niggas mad cause I can't catch a case
Ozm ass mad cause he can't have my plate
Damn, I went from eating ramen to steak
I'm a rich asshole, I'ma always get my way

We'll pull up, hop out with a stick
If a bitch on my dick, she can get hit
Matter of fact, I don't need no help
I'll pull up, nigga, by myself
While these niggas be talkin' shit
I don't even do all that dissin' on the gram
What's the deal with being bro, we the men
Matter of fact, we'll pull up, nigga, we like an
Our way, nigga, no cap, we like an out way
Pull up on your motherf*ckin' spot, you at the highway
Nigga, your car broke down, now you a dead man
Nigga, why you keep tryin' to run from these 223s
Five-five-six, it's an LV, now you can't see

Niggas mad cause I can't catch a case
Ozm ass mad cause he can't have my plate
Damn, I went from eating ramen to steak
I'm a rich asshole, I'ma always get my way

Now his ass dead, now he can't even run nowhere, nigga
Stop tryin' to be cool with us, nigga, cause y'all see us makin' pay
Nigga, we like your our way
F*cking these hoes by the fireplace, nigga, that's our way
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Don't look at me, here I'll come
With this great big smile
And you'll find that even the kiddies
Are screaming in a latin style

Ooh, sad, guilty
Hey, daddy sus daddy ballz man
Let's go

Niggas mad cause I can't catch a case
Ozm ass mad cause he can't have my plate
Damn, I went from eating ramen to steak
I'm a rich asshole, I'ma always get my way

Marcus, get your ugly ass from in front of me
I'll have my robot beat your ass, his name Bumblebee
I wanna bad skinny bitch look just like Zendaya
Nigga, want a ass beating on his birthday, Lil' Taylor

Ayy, nigga, that's a motherf*ckin' bar
Don't forget this ugly ass, nigga, his name is Kar
Larry you is a bitch, your ass gon' be in heaven
She vapin' in my room, I smell and see the melons

She tellin' me I'm wrong, but really I'm yea right
Niggas think I'm sad, but really I'm ight
Call me the submarine, nigga, yeah, I'm lost
Pull up with that pole up, Left him froze like he Jack Frost

Niggas mad cause I can't catch a case
Ozm ass mad cause he can't have my plate
Damn, I went from eating ramen to steak
I'm a rich asshole, I'ma always get my way

I'ma always get my way
Walk a nigga down, hit him with this cake
Aces, three on it, some bitches
Sliding in the striker with the Aces, three switches
I go out 27 for my biggest opp
Wait till I get that newbie, momma hit him in his top

EBK, we in an A, five-five-six, it's you and your top, maybe we have to crave

Niggas mad cause I can't catch a case
Ozm ass mad cause he can't have my plate
Damn, I went from eating ramen to steak
I'm a rich asshole, I'ma always get my way

We'll pull up, hop out with a stick
If a bitch on my dick, she can get hit
Matter of fact, I don't need no help
I'll pull up, nigga, by myself
While these niggas be talkin' shit
I don't even do all that dissin' on the gram
What's the deal with being bro, we the men
Matter of fact, we'll pull up, nigga, we like an
Our way, nigga, no cap, we like an out way
Pull up on your motherf*ckin' spot, you at the highway
Nigga, your car broke down, now you a dead man
Nigga, why you keep tryin' to run from these 223s
Five-five-six, it's an LV, now you can't see

Niggas mad cause I can't catch a case
Ozm ass mad cause he can't have my plate
Damn, I went from eating ramen to steak
I'm a rich asshole, I'ma always get my way

Now his ass dead, now he can't even run nowhere, nigga
Stop tryin' to be cool with us, nigga, cause y'all see us makin' pay
Nigga, we like your our way
F*cking these hoes by the fireplace, nigga, that's our way
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Writer: Brandon Stewart, Brayden Deskins, Cameron Marygold, Colton Fisher, Craig Smith, Isaac Lucas, Jason Rabinowitz, Julio Salcedo, Thalia Araujo
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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