GOTW

[Intro]
Bro, get out the…

[Verse 1]
Fresh in the Bel-Air, the way I’m in Philly
I wake him up like his name is Filthy (mhm)
I’m in the 80’s, the way I’m in tune (mhm)
I’m like T-Pain, the way I turn up tune (mhm)
Where artists like me bring out their best (yes)
It’s too cold, man—I need my vest (yes)
I dance a lot, Elite BarBettes (mhm)

I calculate, I multiply (yes)
I’m in the sky, I’m a blue bird (like what)
Like some people, they kinda like earthworms (like what)
I read So Manga, I’m a bookworm (mhm)
I’m too short, I’m like Kai Cent
At least I got money, so I find a place to dine at (like what)
I catch a vibe with my friends and ask 'em
“So where we going?”

[Chorus]
Like, where we going, son? (mhm, mhm)
Like, what we doin’?
Like, where we going, son? (mhm, mhm, mhm)
Like, what we doin’?

Like, bro—GET OUT THE WAY! (GOTW)
GET OUT THE WAY! (GOTW)
GET OUT THE WAY! (GOTW)
GET OUT THE WAY!
Bro, get out the way

[Verse 2]
The time is now—we’ve been here before
I’m somewhat like Tyler, the way I’m IGOR
Like Tony Hawk, I never tried to skateboard
I don’t like seafood, but what are the fish for? (What are they for?)
Back to the future and back to the past (yes sir)
Like Marty McFly, I step on the gas (yes sir)
I’m in my DeLorean, turn them to ash (turn 'em)
I drive real fast—I don’t need to see my past

I HATE when people just snitch on my name (I don’t like them!)
These 15-year-olds—they need a new lane (mhm)
Stop spreading rumors about my friend’s name (please don’t)
I need this young fella to get out the game
They need to change states—please, make a new passport
All these Snapchat stories, like what are you here for? (hello)
Stop asking this man to give you free money
Just get off social—get a room, honey

[Chorus]
Like, where we going, son? (mhm, mhm)
Like, what we doin’?
Like, where we going, son? (mhm, mhm, mhm)
Like, what we doin’?

Like, bro—GET OUT THE WAY! (get out the..)
GET OUT THE WAY! (get out the...)
GET OUT THE WAY! (get out the...)
GET OUT THE WAY!
Bro, get out the way (Oh my…)

[Outro]
Like, out, out, out the way...

Bro, why y’all just keep letting people in the freakin’ school, bro?
(Oh my God…)