Off Dat

Ayy, I'm off the go, I'm off the jump, I'm off the dome, I'm off the rip I'm off the motherfuckin' words up inside my head, let me stack my brain, get rich I'm off the pills, I'm off the sip, I'm off the drugs that feel like shit Talk to my demons, I got repercussions, they usin' my soul and my energy, shit I don't kick it, let's it stacks, and some profit off a bit I'ma send a pussy back, if she never sucking dick I can't deal with how you act, mane you spoiled as a bitch I've been dreamin' that me and my dogs are up Did you know that you can't be a part of us I'm not one just to talk, best to run it up Okay, did you know about the times that I stepped up outta the surface, bruh Right there, lil' bitch, gimme c-notes Okay, don't matter where I end up I shoot my paint through the window You make zero sense and then end flawed Okay, they walk back, now I'm up fifth Fuck a office, bitch, I mop this They just talkin' do this often I've been chillin' in stackin' gold, hold up Like, fuck that, how did I know you ain't with that Brittle, I break you like Kit Kat You a lil' boy, you a rugrat All of these people, they talkin' so much Harsh on myself, I ain't filled no luck Hard my feelings, I never like love You better know that this boutta get buck Okay I'm off the go, I'm off the jump I'm off the dome, I'm off the rip I'm off the motherfuckin' words up inside my head Let me stack my bread and get rich I'm off the pills, I'm off the sip I'm off the drugs that feel like shit Talk to my demons, I got repercussions They usin' my soul and my energy, shit I don't kick it, less it stacks and profit off a bit I'ma send a pussy back, if she never sucking dick I can't deal with how you act, mane, you spoiled as a bitch I been dreamin' that me and my dawgs are up Did you know that you can't be a part of us I'm not one just to talk, best to Run it up Okay, did you know about the times that I stepped up outta the surface, bruh Right there, lil' bitch, gimme c-notes Okay, don't matter where I end up I shot my through the window, you make zero sense and then end flawed Okay, they walk back, now I'm up fifth Fuck a office, bitch, I'm mopped this They just talkin' do this often I been chillin' and stackin' gold, hold up Like, fuck that, how did I know you ain't with that Brittle, I break you like Kit Kat You a lil' boy, you a rug rat All of these people, they talkin' so much Harsh on myself, I ain't feelin' no luck Hard on my feelings, I never like love You better know that this boutta get bucked Okay