If yo ass ain't with me you can hit the highway
This my f*cking life so I'ma do it my way
Yeah, bitch, I'm the one that's moving so listen what I say
Switch the coupe
This a f*cking Track No eighteen
Who is you
You just talking, shit that I hate
Ice on the jewels
Flood my wrist, I had to hydrate, yeah
F*ck this shit up, do it my way, yeah
F*cking shit up, we making moves
Ain't worried 'bout lames, ain't worried 'bout you
Y'all cap all day, we tell the truth
Five hundred hours in the booth
If you in the spot then move
Like you ain't got shit to lose
I don't know 'bout you but, bitch, I don't got shit to prove
I don't know 'bout you but, bitch, ima stack up all day
If bro hitting call him Curry
It don't hurt to turn to Klay
Why you even come around
If you wasn't down to stay
Cause when this shit going down
Ima need to know we straight
I'm talking without a doubt
Cause I ain't got time to play
SRT I make it growl
Skirt that bitch out in broad day
Drop shit then f*ck up the town
Bitch you know what's going down
They dick sucking off the sound
But it's lil' S0K0, it's My Way
Give 'em least a hundred rounds with the AR, not the drac
Bitch, we ain't slowing down
Off this motion, it ain't fake
I'm the king just need my crown
Getting money, getting pape
I can't stop I'm so close now
Pull up now before you late
If yo ass ain't with me you can hit the highway
This my f*cking life so I'ma live it my way
This a f*cking Track, bitch, we ain't in no i8
Bitch you just be cap, yeah, that's the shit that I hate
Park that big as body in my f*cking driveway
Ran it up, did it fast
They ain't matching my pace
I don't need yo f*cking help
Bro, get the f*ck out my face
Turn it up, up
Do it my way
And we sliding, yeah
All this shit, this shit we got on stylish, yeah
Baby girl don't tell me what yo sign is, yeah
We f*cking shit up, yeah, we the hottest, yeah
Being honest, yeah
All this drip on me still got no stylist, yeah
F*cking shit up, yes, we live the wildest, yeah
Want to one up this shit, no
Don't try it, no
S0K0 - My Way 3 (Intro) Lyrics
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If yo ass ain't with me you can hit the highway
This my f*cking life so I'ma do it my way
Yeah, bitch, I'm the one that's moving so listen what I say
Switch the coupe
This a f*cking Track No eighteen
Who is you
You just talking, shit that I hate
Ice on the jewels
Flood my wrist, I had to hydrate, yeah
F*ck this shit up, do it my way, yeah
F*cking shit up, we making moves
Ain't worried 'bout lames, ain't worried 'bout you
Y'all cap all day, we tell the truth
Five hundred hours in the booth
If you in the spot then move
Like you ain't got shit to lose
I don't know 'bout you but, bitch, I don't got shit to prove
I don't know 'bout you but, bitch, ima stack up all day
If bro hitting call him Curry
It don't hurt to turn to Klay
Why you even come around
If you wasn't down to stay
Cause when this shit going down
Ima need to know we straight
I'm talking without a doubt
Cause I ain't got time to play
SRT I make it growl
Skirt that bitch out in broad day
Drop shit then f*ck up the town
Bitch you know what's going down
They dick sucking off the sound
But it's lil' S0K0, it's My Way
Give 'em least a hundred rounds with the AR, not the drac
Bitch, we ain't slowing down
Off this motion, it ain't fake
I'm the king just need my crown
Getting money, getting pape
I can't stop I'm so close now
Pull up now before you late
If yo ass ain't with me you can hit the highway
This my f*cking life so I'ma live it my way
This a f*cking Track, bitch, we ain't in no i8
Bitch you just be cap, yeah, that's the shit that I hate
Park that big as body in my f*cking driveway
Ran it up, did it fast
They ain't matching my pace
I don't need yo f*cking help
Bro, get the f*ck out my face
Turn it up, up
Do it my way
And we sliding, yeah
All this shit, this shit we got on stylish, yeah
Baby girl don't tell me what yo sign is, yeah
We f*cking shit up, yeah, we the hottest, yeah
Being honest, yeah
All this drip on me still got no stylist, yeah
F*cking shit up, yes, we live the wildest, yeah
Want to one up this shit, no
Don't try it, no
This my f*cking life so I'ma do it my way
Yeah, bitch, I'm the one that's moving so listen what I say
Switch the coupe
This a f*cking Track No eighteen
Who is you
You just talking, shit that I hate
Ice on the jewels
Flood my wrist, I had to hydrate, yeah
F*ck this shit up, do it my way, yeah
F*cking shit up, we making moves
Ain't worried 'bout lames, ain't worried 'bout you
Y'all cap all day, we tell the truth
Five hundred hours in the booth
If you in the spot then move
Like you ain't got shit to lose
I don't know 'bout you but, bitch, I don't got shit to prove
I don't know 'bout you but, bitch, ima stack up all day
If bro hitting call him Curry
It don't hurt to turn to Klay
Why you even come around
If you wasn't down to stay
Cause when this shit going down
Ima need to know we straight
I'm talking without a doubt
Cause I ain't got time to play
SRT I make it growl
Skirt that bitch out in broad day
Drop shit then f*ck up the town
Bitch you know what's going down
They dick sucking off the sound
But it's lil' S0K0, it's My Way
Give 'em least a hundred rounds with the AR, not the drac
Bitch, we ain't slowing down
Off this motion, it ain't fake
I'm the king just need my crown
Getting money, getting pape
I can't stop I'm so close now
Pull up now before you late
If yo ass ain't with me you can hit the highway
This my f*cking life so I'ma live it my way
This a f*cking Track, bitch, we ain't in no i8
Bitch you just be cap, yeah, that's the shit that I hate
Park that big as body in my f*cking driveway
Ran it up, did it fast
They ain't matching my pace
I don't need yo f*cking help
Bro, get the f*ck out my face
Turn it up, up
Do it my way
And we sliding, yeah
All this shit, this shit we got on stylish, yeah
Baby girl don't tell me what yo sign is, yeah
We f*cking shit up, yeah, we the hottest, yeah
Being honest, yeah
All this drip on me still got no stylist, yeah
F*cking shit up, yes, we live the wildest, yeah
Want to one up this shit, no
Don't try it, no
Writer: Dominic Sokolowski
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid