B.I.G (feat. G Prada) “OFF DEEZ NUTS” REMIX!

[Intro: B.I.G]
Niggas wanna say im off beat and im trash nigga i get more cash and i rap fast I don't care cause who you ask who can rap better
Get off my D, get off my D
.40 my hip, loadin' my clip
Cannabis, cannabis, swallow my spit

[Chorus: B.I.G]
Get off my D, get off my D
.40 my hip, loadin' my clip
Cannabis, cannabis, swallow my spit
Cannibal, Cannibal, look what I did
Edible, edible, got the munchies
But I got the bungees, I'ma jump off this ship
But I bet he get whipped with the pistol grip
Nigga talkin' that shit, now I'm talkin' my shit
Get off my d, get off my d
.40 my hip, loadin' my clip
Cannabis, cannabis, swallow my spit
Cannibal, Cannibal, look what I did
Edible, edible, got the munchies
But I got the bungees, I'ma jump off this ship
But I bet he get whipped with the pistol grip
Nigga talkin' that shit, now I'm talkin' my shit (Whoa)

[Verse 1: B.I.G B In$ta G]
Okay, East Atlanta playboy
Don't got much to say, boy
Cradle to the grave, and it's been like that since a slave, boy
It ain't shit to pull up, pick the freaking tool up
Screaming hallelujah, pushing daisies and some tulips
Itty bitty bitch, niggas in the city with it, pull up with a stick
Dirty with the dick
Seen you in a minute, nigga, put you in cement
Anybody get a nigga, anybody get
Shot to the top, nigga poppin' this shit
Got the drop in your crib, in the spot where you live
If you talking that shit, nigga, stop it
I'm a God, I'm a king, I'm a giant
Nigga not trying, .40 my side
Eastside guy, but I been worldwide
D.I.Y, T.I.Y, I'ma try, like B.I.G I'ma die for what I believe in
We like to feast and I try to suck feet cannibal meat
I am an animal, imma beast
Riding with the hammer on the seat (Oh)
Shotgun, shotgun, hand on my heat
Bat man, batman, land of my freedom
Nigga get life, let the white folks be
Online beef, not my motif
.45 me, ta-ta, go to sleep
Don't mind little old me, lil' OG
B.I.G, I came in on the boat, see
May I be the cold nigga with the most heat
Y'all niggas don't know me

[Chorus: B.I.G & G.Prada]
Get off my d, get off my d
.40 my hip, loadin' my clip
Cannabis, Cannabis, swallow my spit
Hannibal, Hannibal, look what I did
Edible, edible, got the munchies
But I got the bungees, I'ma jump off this ship
But I bet he get whipped with the pistol grip
Now I'm talkin' my shit
Okay
[Verse 2: G Prada]
Two of us no space, woah
AK to your face, woah
We gon’ fucking pull up make you Tay K do the race, woah
Don’t think you’ll escape, no
Spit and get the Play-Do
All I gotta do, hold up let’s pick up the pace tho
I’m alive and I’m flowing so animated
Finna call up my momma, "say I made it"
Yeah I hit up your girl you can say we dated
And by dated I mean that we fornicated
I’m inventing new flows cause I’m innovative
And they say I’m too cocky but they be hating
All my haters be getting incinerated
Nah man fuck all them bitches obliterated
This the meme rap bitch (aye)
Could you leave my dick (aye)
Get off my dick, get off my dick
Must repeat that shit
Disagree you best believe you’ll be deceased lil bitch
Diamonds on me so cold (flu)
A disease lil bitch
Mr. Got No Friends (yuh)
I can’t drop this pen (nah)
Your bitch got this dick (bitch)
I ain’t got consent (nah)
Said you fucked my bitch (what?)
So I got revenge (huh)
Tryna diss me bitch
Suicide attempt
Run up on you with the Glock no face
Shut up bitch you better know your place
Trigger pulled you finna be erased
With your bitch you finna be replaced
Grab the stick hear a click and clack
And you feel the bullet with it’s tip in your back
When I spit on a track yeah what I spit is a fact
If you say that I’m wack, then be expecting attacks
Fucked every female that’s on the planet
Say otherwise and you get the cannon
Pull out the shotty I make em panic
Bullets to bitches I’m always banging
Say you heat I don’t believe that scam
Beat my meat and leave the sheets real damp
Best believe I will defeat your mans
I’ll shoot your bitch and do the default dance