Carry us
Dont fly we will run
Now we push right past to find out
Woah
Ohh
Pop an RP
Then hop in the whip SRT
Different colored drugs up in my Marni look like Smarties
They say they get to the money, bae they do it hardly
Bitch I feel like boat
She ride my shit like a Harley
Luh' Margiela coat and Number Nine to coat my body
Luh Margiela coat got pockets for my stick n molly
Pretty bitch she vlogging every day like she Icarly (yeah)
She a city bitch and all her friends they look like barbie's (yeah)
We got plenty sticks if anybody want a problem
He need many stitches someone call the f*cking doctor
We ain't leave witnesses running from helicopters
We ain't average citizens
Luh bitch I
Mmm mm mm
I get geeked all day, I hope that's okay
In the spaceship, smokin' loud and you can't see my face
I'm just stackin' up my chips, not talkin' Frito-Lays
Pull up in some fast shit, speedin' from point B to A
I'm still on my grind, got too much on my plate
Just been makin' music, I've been out the way
Been feelin' real good, I've been feelin' great
I've been on my grind, I just learned how to skate
Ayy, bad bitch eat me up, Picasso on her face
In that Bentley truck, big bro just pulled a Wraith
98 Impala with the candy paint
Hit the stage, diamonds flooded, made the bitches faint
Do the dash, switchin' lanes, till I f*ckin' can't
Free my cuzzo out that cell, open up the gates
Yeah lil' shawty give me hell with that pretty face
Mix the Wockhardy with the Fanta, I like how it tastes
Carry us
Push right past to find out,
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I get geeked all day, I hope that's okay
In the spaceship, smokin' loud and you can't see my face
I'm just stackin' up my chips, not talkin' Frito-Lays
Pull up in some fast shit, speedin' from point B to A
I'm still on my grind, got too much on my plate
Just been makin' music, I've been out the way
Been feelin' real good, I've been feelin' great
I've been on my grind, I just learned how to skate
valero888 - OUTHEWAY II REMIX (feat. AIDEN) Lyrics
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Carry us
Dont fly we will run
Now we push right past to find out
Woah
Ohh
Pop an RP
Then hop in the whip SRT
Different colored drugs up in my Marni look like Smarties
They say they get to the money, bae they do it hardly
Bitch I feel like boat
She ride my shit like a Harley
Luh' Margiela coat and Number Nine to coat my body
Luh Margiela coat got pockets for my stick n molly
Pretty bitch she vlogging every day like she Icarly (yeah)
She a city bitch and all her friends they look like barbie's (yeah)
We got plenty sticks if anybody want a problem
He need many stitches someone call the f*cking doctor
We ain't leave witnesses running from helicopters
We ain't average citizens
Luh bitch I
Mmm mm mm
I get geeked all day, I hope that's okay
In the spaceship, smokin' loud and you can't see my face
I'm just stackin' up my chips, not talkin' Frito-Lays
Pull up in some fast shit, speedin' from point B to A
I'm still on my grind, got too much on my plate
Just been makin' music, I've been out the way
Been feelin' real good, I've been feelin' great
I've been on my grind, I just learned how to skate
Ayy, bad bitch eat me up, Picasso on her face
In that Bentley truck, big bro just pulled a Wraith
98 Impala with the candy paint
Hit the stage, diamonds flooded, made the bitches faint
Do the dash, switchin' lanes, till I f*ckin' can't
Free my cuzzo out that cell, open up the gates
Yeah lil' shawty give me hell with that pretty face
Mix the Wockhardy with the Fanta, I like how it tastes
Carry us
Push right past to find out,
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I get geeked all day, I hope that's okay
In the spaceship, smokin' loud and you can't see my face
I'm just stackin' up my chips, not talkin' Frito-Lays
Pull up in some fast shit, speedin' from point B to A
I'm still on my grind, got too much on my plate
Just been makin' music, I've been out the way
Been feelin' real good, I've been feelin' great
I've been on my grind, I just learned how to skate
Dont fly we will run
Now we push right past to find out
Woah
Ohh
Pop an RP
Then hop in the whip SRT
Different colored drugs up in my Marni look like Smarties
They say they get to the money, bae they do it hardly
Bitch I feel like boat
She ride my shit like a Harley
Luh' Margiela coat and Number Nine to coat my body
Luh Margiela coat got pockets for my stick n molly
Pretty bitch she vlogging every day like she Icarly (yeah)
She a city bitch and all her friends they look like barbie's (yeah)
We got plenty sticks if anybody want a problem
He need many stitches someone call the f*cking doctor
We ain't leave witnesses running from helicopters
We ain't average citizens
Luh bitch I
Mmm mm mm
I get geeked all day, I hope that's okay
In the spaceship, smokin' loud and you can't see my face
I'm just stackin' up my chips, not talkin' Frito-Lays
Pull up in some fast shit, speedin' from point B to A
I'm still on my grind, got too much on my plate
Just been makin' music, I've been out the way
Been feelin' real good, I've been feelin' great
I've been on my grind, I just learned how to skate
Ayy, bad bitch eat me up, Picasso on her face
In that Bentley truck, big bro just pulled a Wraith
98 Impala with the candy paint
Hit the stage, diamonds flooded, made the bitches faint
Do the dash, switchin' lanes, till I f*ckin' can't
Free my cuzzo out that cell, open up the gates
Yeah lil' shawty give me hell with that pretty face
Mix the Wockhardy with the Fanta, I like how it tastes
Carry us
Push right past to find out,
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I get geeked all day, I hope that's okay
In the spaceship, smokin' loud and you can't see my face
I'm just stackin' up my chips, not talkin' Frito-Lays
Pull up in some fast shit, speedin' from point B to A
I'm still on my grind, got too much on my plate
Just been makin' music, I've been out the way
Been feelin' real good, I've been feelin' great
I've been on my grind, I just learned how to skate
Writer: Marcus Gilmore Jr., Aiden Serrano
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: valero888
Language: English
Length: 3:08
Written by: Marcus Gilmore Jr., Aiden Serrano