MOVE OUT THE WAY lyrics

by

Sadfriendd


[Intro: Lames]
We'll now begin the push-up section. Ready? Begin
Yuh, yuh, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Lames, Sadfriendd]
Okay, like, move out of the way
Movin' like I'm on a stage
I'm too smooth, I don't play
Your b*tch hit my line today
I drift out on the road
Money up, I never fold
She bring it back, time to go
What's her name? Like, I don't know
Move out of the way
Movin' like I'm on a stage
I'm too smooth, I don't play
Your b*tch hit my line today
I drift out on the road
Money up, I never fold
She bring it back, time to go (Wait, wait, I'm Sad!)
What's her name? Like, I don't know

[Verse 1: Sadfriendd]
Swervin' in the TC (Yeah), coilovers on my whip (Ayy)
Got a bad b*tch at the crib (Ayy, yeah, ayy), and she on my di*k
Mr. Miyagi your b*tch (Ayy, yeah, ayy), I f*ck and arigato
I'm at the crib and I'm chillin' with his b*tch, I got hoes
Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto
Shawty transformin' (Yeah, wait), she turnin' into a thot, bro
Got a b*tch at the crib and shawty giving me top (Ayy), though
Top speed I be in the whip with the NOS
Don't tease me, JDM whip too speedy
Bad b*tch came to the crib (Yuh, ayy), she wanna eat me
She a lame ass b*tch, I'm gettin bored like a Ouija
And I came in with that pipe, b*tch, I'm feelin' like Luigi
Wait, they can't keep at my pace, uhm
Tell that b*tch get out my face, wait
I got a Glock and it sit on my waist
If he talkin' that sh*t then that boy get erased, wait

[Chorus: Lames]
Move out of the way
Movin' like I'm on a stage
I'm too smooth, I don't play
Your b*tch hit my line today
I drift out on the road
Money up, I never fold
She bring it back, time to go
What's her name? Like, I don't know
[Verse 2: ssijshmael]
He ain't tryna fight (Ah)
Your b*tch ride my di*k like bike
Beat it up like Ike (b*tch)
Moonwalkin' just like Mike (Ha)
b*tch, it's on sight
Slow down the car, turn off the lights (Huh?)
Ain't gon' say it twice
These pussies moist, they need some rice (b*tch)
Electrify like Raichu, write your b*tch a haiku
Nutted in her mouth and she eat it like Hi-Chew (Yo)
Smokin' on bath salts, f*ck around and bite you (Haha)
Throwin' out molotovs, hope it don't strike you
On a kill streak, b*tch, might f*ckin' knife you
He don't want beef, Oscar Mayer's, I'm Michael
Austin Powers, you n*ggas bein' my mini me's
n*ggas eat sh*t like a f*ckin' human centipede

[Chorus: Lames]
Move out of the way
Movin' like I'm on a stage
I'm too smooth, I don't play
Your b*tch hit my line today
I drift out on the road
Money up, I never fold
She bring it back, time to go
What's her name? Like, I don't know
Move out of the way
Movin' like I'm on a stage
I'm too smooth, I don't play
Your b*tch hit my line today
I drift out on the road
Money up, I never fold
She bring it back, time to go
What's her name? Like, I don't know
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