Ham Sandwich (USA) - FUCK OUT MY WAY lyrics

[Ham Sandwich USA - FUCK OUT MY WAY lyrics]

Look out man look out man
I'm a little unstable right now man
A little crazy man i might go crazy man
You better watch out man
You better pass me that ball man
You better pass me the fucking ball man

Hop into the game and it's a free-for-all
You gon have to 1v1 me
You can't get your team involved
Everyone around me sitting, waiting
Wishing me to fall
You don't even need the ball
You should pass the rock and
Get the fuck out my way bitch!
Just stay the fuck out my lane bitch!
I need more muh' fuckin' space
In this muh' fuckin' race
You ain't matching my pace bitch! Aye!

Let me see ya doing suicides on
The sidelines and if you survivе
Maybe you could be with my kind
Put me in thе fire
I'm alive and I'm thriving in the flame
You a lame
Bitch you gotta be insane to be the greatest
Cuz the mamba mentality is a logical fallacy
Tossing the balancing act
Of living off of your mastery
You gotta live, breathe
And dream of supremacy
Fantasizing about the day where you
Can murder the enemy
Give em hell until they blow the whistle
Somebody get a stretcher
Do a foul if I need to
And then ignore the lecture
Cuz if he about it he gon understand
Call it underhanded if you want
I got the upper hand
Problem, we can run the hands
I ain't into politics i can be eleven down
But I ain't finna call it quit's
I can see the future of my field
I got an oculus
And off the rip, I guarentee I conquered it
No stopping this, no topping this

Hop into the game and it's a free-for-all
You gon have to 1v1 me
You can't get your team involved
Everyone around me sitting, waiting
Wishing me to fall
You don't even need the ball
You should pass the rock and
Get the fuck out my way bitch!
Just stay the fuck out my lane bitch!
I need more muh fuckin' space
In this muh fuckin' race
You ain't matching my pace bitch! Aye bitch!

I'ma bouta pop off, let me get a shot off
Flew right by him
You'd think I hit it with a sawed off
I'm never gonna fall off
I'm never getting caught off
I get one touch and everybody
Getting caught off guard
I got all stars with me, myself and I
I've felt the fire and my soul ablaze
I'm the best in the session
And there ain't no debate
Somebody hold my ego down
Before I float away, aye!

Hop into the game and it's a free-for-all
You gon have to 1v1 me
You can't get your team involved
Everyone around me sitting, waiting
Wishing me to fall
You don't even need the ball
You should pass the rock and
Get the fuck out my way bitch!
Just stay the fuck out my lane bitch!
I need more muh fuckin' space
In this muh fuckin' race
You ain't matching my pace bitch! Aye!

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