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Way Out

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(Hook) Cinnamon seats, dashboard flakes, yeah, sprayed out Drunk as a fool, throwing that Jimmy back until I'm laid out Homie, I'm on my Catfish Billy shit, I'm talking way out Dude, I'm way out – I'm talking way out Rolling country side anywhere that I go, hey now Drunk on 'Quake, cops pulling off they telling me "turn it way down" Homie, I'm on my Catfish Billy shit, I'm talking way out Dude, I'm way out – I'm talking way out (Verse 1) Yeah – intergalactic, out of my mind and into traffic In the pepper Converse tryna climb out And risk it with nothing in my backpack It's me: a son of a bitch, a child of a prick A stepson you don't wanna hit Ooo wee, no, not him – not Lil Wayne, Michael Wayans Who you thought it was, B? Damn right, and I'm on a tightrope Screaming out "die bitch", fuck my life I ain't never give a fuck, I could never give a fuck now So put the chain on my bike, yeah Put that bitch back on the spot, give me the pistol before you cock it Let me throw a bullet in the clip for luck for us Poor us, yeah, popping these, shocking, ain't it mane? Well, I guess nobody wants to be broke, right? Black or white Paint the frame 'Cause I'm only used to refusing the stereotypes of a name I ain't a name – I'm a soul, I'm a piece of gold I'm a pro, I'm a piece of shit too, too What I gotta do if I gotta roll? Guess what? I'mma roll all over you when I'm riding


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