Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Quando Rondo
Quando Rondo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyquian Bowman
Tyquian Bowman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Figurez Made It
Figurez Made It
Producer
Pooh Beatz
Pooh Beatz
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Why we can't go to a deserted island
And go do some shit they ain't never did?
Why we can't hop on a jet that is private
And fly to some place they ain't never been?
Why we can't go spend a few couple thousand
On brand new Chanels and them Gucci kicks?
We can be out the way (Be out the way)
Michael Jackson, go to Neverland
Drop a bag on yo' ass, I got hella bands
Couple shooters with me like the Taliban
We can drive state-to-state on a Sprinter van
Ay, ay, ay, bae, we can be out the way
(We can be out the way)
[Verse 2]
I'm only human
So I wrote this letter to tell you nobody is perfect
I ask a question, you reply with a lie
And I know that you lyin' for certain
Every time that we fuss and we fight
You go post on the 'Gram, and I'm like "What's the purpose?"
You told me secrets in life that I keep down inside
To the point where that shit got me hurtin'
All you gotta do is keep quiet, bae
We gon' pull up and leave there without a trace
Half a Percocet 'fore we have sex
In the bedroom, feel we outer space
Tell the people we roomin', stay out our face
'Cause, bae, ay, we could be out the way
(Be out the way)
[Verse 3]
Why we can't go to a deserted island
And go do some shit they ain't never did?
Why we can't hop on a jet that is private
And fly to some place they ain't never been?
Why we can't go spend a few couple thousand
On brand new Chanels and them Gucci kicks?
We can be out the way (Be out the way)
Michael Jackson, go to Neverland
Drop a bag on yo' ass, I got hella bands
Couple shooters with me like the Taliban
We can drive state-to-state on a Sprinter van
Ay, ay, ay, bae, we can be out the way
(We can be out the way)
[Verse 4]
Ay, bae, you just don't get it
Fuck all of these bitches, I granted you wishes
I buy you Givenchy, I love when you trippin'
Well, I fell in your puddle, I loved I was slippin'
I need all the love 'cause I come from the trenches
I never had nothing, I had to go get it
I need all your hugs and I need all your kisses
Together forever, let's run up these digits
She thinkin', "Why he can't?"
And I'm thinkin', "Why she can't?"
And we thinkin', "What they think?"
I don't care what they say
I'm thinkin', "Why we can't?"
Hey, we can be out the way (We can be out the way)
[Verse 5]
Why we can't go to a deserted island
And go do some shit they ain't never did?
Why we can't hop on a jet that is private
And fly to some place they ain't never been?
Why we can't go spend a few couple thousand
On brand new Chanels and them Gucci kicks?
We can be out the way (Be out the way)
Michael Jackson, go to Neverland
Drop a bag on yo' ass, I got hella bands
Couple shooters with me like the Taliban
We can drive state-to-state on a Sprinter van
Ay, ay, ay, bae, we can be out the way
(We can be out the way)
Written by: Joseph Nguyen, Darryl Lorenzo Clemons, Tyquain Terrel Bowman
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