Get Out Da way

I recognize da niggas Round me was pretending Dey was tryna set up Hold on wait minute Ian never a fuqin alone Kuz I got dat stick wit me Yhu better stick wit me Cluchin on my blicky blicky Rolling up sticky icky My hands feelin itchy Hands filthy We gone run it back Now double dat Flip dat I gonna Make a rack Load da gat Aim at yo hat Blood splat Rattakta Where dem nigga at Comin Thu In dist bic Big Boss Big Glock Bug talk Big sauce Drugs in da house Gotta load up chickens Den ima be gone Ding dong At yo front door Ian playin wit yhu Too many niggas In da whip Ian slidin wit yhu If my pilot ain't black Ian flyin yhu If da gun ain't got a switch Den Ian Shootin wit it I'm out da way Still callin my own plays Most days A nigga tryna get paid I'm feelin played Now get away Get out da way Get out da way Get out da way