GET THE FUCK OUT MY WAY

[Intro]
F, F

[Chorus]
Get the fuck out my way
Bitch you better pray, yeah, run out of my line
Got a couple bodies in the basement stored like wine
Blood drops right on the pavement, Columbine
Mad is an understatement to describe my mind

[Verse]
Bitch you better write your will
'Cause when I pull up I ain't got no fucking chill
When I pull up with my Tec in your room
You know I'ma paint that bitch in maroon, ayy, yeah

[Chorus]
Bitch you better get the fuck out my way
Yeah you better pray 'cause all I see is red
Red like the blood draining out of your head
Out of your head bitch, out of your mind
Mad is an understatement to describe
What I feel everyday in my damn life, yeah
Mad is an understatement to describe
What I feel everyday in my damn life, yeah