Lyrics Out the Way - Tec, Tayda Santana

Out the Way

Yeah
Just saying lil bitch
Better stay in your fucking lane
Bitch that ain’t another religion, luau
Lil Will stepped out his boundary
And a couple weeks they found him
With a blood puddle under him
And two man shells upon him
Swimming in that water with the sharks and ya’ll found him
Dead they gon pronounce him
Nigga don’t hunting around
Better be careful what you say
Nigga gon get you out the way
Better be careful what you say
Nigga gon get you out the way
Let them in that Metro for a day
Fuck all this surfing I know where them boys stay
Quotes coming from my verse and blood squirting out his face
They gon hearse him ain’t no nurse him gotta dig him up a grave
Like to put one in his face for speaking on the nation make you had a
demonstration
Flesh ripping bullet stay there flipping while they penetrating
Straight weapon we gon squeeze had them soon as weak
Catch em the K outta town and open stomachs like a C section
Then we make eleven as they carry urban glitch
Niggas know we murking shit, stolen this and burglary
I pop the one with the silencer he never heard the shit
If he make it to the hospital he gon die from surgery
Lil Will stepped out his boundary
And a couple weeks they found him
With a blood puddle under him
And two man shells upon him
Swimming in that water with the sharks and ya’ll found him
Dead they gon pronounce him
Nigga don’t hunting around
Better be careful what you say
Nigga gon get you out the way
Better be careful what you say
Nigga gon get you out the way
Get on your trailer, get on now move
All o my niggas be willing to shoot
I got the straps when I ain’t e’en the booth
I got some shit I been waiting to use
Go up in smoke while we doing the most
Shots in store gints that hoe
Running round thousand dollar a load
No it’s just to so
to stop that’s a convertible
Make for expensive clothes and we ain’t just rocking on
I can make em disappear when he slip
Rapping’s stepping my career
All that work gon get you killed
Shots from the car done leave your head split
Pull up on your block and hop on you with some dreads in
I know that this Glock gon leave some hoes red shit
Pussy don’t hear nothing when they sliding on some scared shit, glide
Lil Will stepped out his boundary
And a couple weeks they found him
With a blood puddle under him
And two man shells upon him
Swimming in that water with the sharks and ya’ll found him
Dead they gon pronounce him
Nigga don’t hunting around
Better be careful what you say
Nigga gon get you out the way
Better be careful what you say
Nigga gon get you out the way
Me personally you know, I ain’t with all o that long jeopardy beef shit,
you know.
You know that shit get empty with me you know luau era,
and everybody in they gang you know my nigga gon dead.
Clap for this shit.
Yeah, yeah rise up the strap for this shit.
Niga, you already know it’s so
fucked up nigga.
Fuck wrong with you?
I ain’t playing either